From red chair to dark hair.

Because today, you made my sit on my red chair alone. Again.

We aren't close. We rarely talk with each other. But we share glances. You stare at me when i look away. And i did the same thing too. Never i have any intention to have conversation with you.

But one day, i fell. From my chair because i was too eager to catch the butterflies. Too excited. Both my knees tore. And i cried. So loud no one would ever wanna sit beside me. But you. Later you gave me the butterflies you catch. And we share smiles.

We became close. You and your blue desk and me with my red chair. Things went fast. Seconds,minutes, hours, months and years. We grew up but we didn't give up. We still eat together, to walk and to play. And i know you are happy. as happy as me.

One time you met me, gave me a note and a kiss on the cheek. You said
 "Take care and be safe, i know you will be fine".

And you went away. Leaving me with my little red chair.

To be with someone with dark hair.