Our Okay

by Casyn

Bad title, bad summary. It is a poemfic and if you haven't read the book, it does contain spoilers. But you should read the book, it is amazing. Anyway, Hazel channels what Okay was, is, and will be. She has to, because she needs her Okay again.

A/N- Brain crack. I don't usually write poem-fics nor do I usually write poetry quite like this. But it happened. I don't own TFIOS and I know this isn't as good as Grenade. But it's late and my brain wishes it could sleep. So yeah, let me know what you think?

Okay,
that was our word of choice,
it was our always,
our goodbye,
our final breath.

We were not okay
of course not,
and as the cancer started to drag him away,
okay meant less and less.

But it was still us,
it meant we hadn't given up,
that we were there,
that together we were strong,
that together we could be

Okay.
But slowly he stopped being,
my strength carried two,
because without him I could not be okay
but with me neither could he.
Okay was our love,
our friendship.

But some infinities are smaller than others,
our okay was.
But it never ended.

I still whisper,
from time to time,
to the empty air Okay

And sometimes it feels like
someone is whispering it back to me.
Like he is still saying

Okay.