That actually, in true honesty, the matters of the heart is still killing her.
“I am okay. Give me time guys” she said. But inside, she was hoping someone would hold her, hug her tight.
She wants someone to make her turn around when she walks away, look into her eyes and say,
“You are not. And time, time won’t heal the deepest hurt that you are feeling now”
And hug her, never let her go. Make her cry, just to release the hurt she stores inside.
No matter how strong she appears, she really isn’t.
Because it really is killing her far too much.