Okay, Right?

We're going to be okay, right?
Her eyes downcast, she twiddled her thumbs, trying not to focus on the importance of his answer. Because that's what mattered, his answer. She felt disgusted with herself. A couple of months ago, it didn't matter what anyone else thought, let alone a boy. But this mattered. He mattered.
His response was slow. She imagined him, biting his bottom lip, flexing his fingers, going to rest them on the keys, thought in mind, then picking them back up to think of something else, something better, something that she wouldn't take the wrong way. But the truth couldn't be helped.
I don't know.
Such uncertainty worried her. If he didn't know and  she didn't know, then how could they find peace, how could they find happiness again? Surely it was there, masked underneath the pain and the confusion of everything they had been through, it was there because they had put it there. Because the happiness they felt in the beginning of it all, would always be there, as a reminder, not of the past but of the fact that they had a past.
That past, filled with laughter, pleasure, and glee, was everything that she wanted for the present, including all the sadness, forgetting that would cause it to happen all over again, and she didn't want that. But maybe this wasn't about what she wanted, perhaps she was wrong about everything. Did she need him?
Did she need his kisses? Did she need the way he made her feel? Did she need his touch, his arms encircling her waist, his fingers tracing circles on her back? Did she need his love? A few months ago, she would've said no to all of those questions.
But now, as she cradles herself, wiping the tears from her eyes, she knows that the answer to all of those questions is yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. And she wonders to herself, whether he feels the same way, because words don't mean anything anymore. It hurts to say that, for her words are her life, but she knows that only actions can truly display the matters of the heart. She knows now that those three words mean nothing until you go to hell and back to prove them.