it was rainy day when you stood in front of my small porch
i couldn't defined what the reds were for—
either the lunar new year that i celebrated all my life
or it's just us, celebrated in that lovey-dovey day
i always told you that i couldn't take care of any living thing
and i laughed my ass off when you brought me
a bouquet of fake roses with chocolate bars
you understood—
and therefore, this so called independent girl fell in love
i could pictured the roses everyday in a cute vase
and enjoyed my chocolate bars every time i got sad
like today when i realized that it's been ten months
since the last time i saw you right under the street light
because you couldn't stand the fact that you'd called it off
if it's in front of my parents' house
—cause you were their favorite one
i'm still up sometime between midnight and early morning
staring at your red roses that's been a home to invisible spiders
—because all i see was their webs but couldn't find them
like your ghost that's been haunting this space
yet i couldn't reach your fingers anymore
like i used to
// once upon a valentine
05.03.25; 10.07am
