I'm okay

There is one time.A long time ago, when i was on the phone with her, i ask her a routine question.

"Are you okay?"

And with a mere whisper of her shaky voice, she said.

"I'am okay". Twice, or perhaps thrice.

And i keep going ,talking about random things about 30 minutes, with a good knowledge, she's not doing so good.I keep being me, and she keep being hers. We knew each other so well, the warmth of being together even on the phone and we started to have a sense - to take care;

she tells me every problem she had, every vivid detail of them. 

That really thought me, how strong the girls might be,or how fragile are they.

So, how melancholy it is, if a man telling the world he is not okay?

Please, they will be okay.Sure, i'm okay. Uh, you like shopping?