She says that things will be all right, this time it will get better. This time it was just another accident and to dismiss it again. I always ask why or how soon till the next mishap, she tells me the same things. It happens because of love, a self improvement booster, it is my mistake and to promise not to follow in the footsteps of the accused. I think that there is a wrong being committed; she needs me to lay still and wait for the sun to shine. I recall something that was told to me “fear is a word and pain is a feeling”, but I’m already afraid!