He's...

Now waiting for the answer
anticipated for so long
I hope that I react okay
and that I don't say something wrong

I cross my fingers tightly
"god please let him stay..
if you are there please hear me
just let him be okay.."

as he slowly said the answer
I hung on every word
he was taking way to long
I assumed it wasn't good

I jumped to the conclusion
and my eyes began to tear
how long did he have left
a day, a month, a year

until he was about to finish
what was so hard to say
he smiled and said to me
"I'm going to be okay.."