Fall

You asked me and I replied. I told you I've got over it. It's been what, close to 4 months?

Why didn't you believe me? Is it really that hard to believe that I can move on with my life?

A long time back, when you first asked me if I was alright, I lied and said yes, I'm fine. Apologies for that lie, but it was so much easier than to tell you that I wasn't and having to explain myself. You seemed to believe me then (though I know you didn't).

Now it's the truth.

Why not believe me now?