day 5: flowers trapped in spiderwebs

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