You were gone again, Blue. You were nowhere to be found. It feels uncomfortable. Everytime that you were "absent" makes me a little bit sad.
I don't know what to do, but I'll figure something out.
I did asked directions on where you live, is it stalking?
No matter, atleast I know where I'm going.
I called your name when I was outside of your house. No one was there.
I felt kinda sad but I don't know why. I thought that I didn't care about you.
When I was going back to my home, I felt something. And that something made me go back to your home countless of times.
Every. Single. Day. I. Went. To. You. Yet. It. Seems. Like. Every. Damn. Time. You. Weren't. There.
Until that one faithful day, the door opened. I finally went inside. With a friend, of course.
We sat on the sofa, patiently waiting for you to come out of your bedroom while your mother talks about why you're absent again.
At last, after 1 decade and a half (15 minutes, it just felt like it was that long) you went out...
I was heartbroken.
I don't know why but...
Why were you crying? Is there something wrong? C'mon! Tell us. Tell me.
I guess you're too shy to do that, huh? No matter. Because I'll wait for your answer.
Anyways, due to Blue being absent almost all of the time, I started hanging out with her in their house almost all of the time too.
That was the time where it all started... Just a normal visit.
