Red and black

Hi baby, it’s been a year since we’ve met each other
I can’t believe time flew that fast. Yesterday feels like we were just on our way to the V gallery. It also feels like the picnic date we did just happened last Wednesday. I can still remember seeing you cry when I gave you 3 flowers. I remember buying you chocolate donuts that day because you said they were your favourite. They were not my favourite but they tasted better than my favourite donuts. I mean, everything does taste better when I’m with you. McDonald’s tastes better when I’m with you, and Jollibee too. Even Samyang, which I didn’t even dream of eating, becomes one of my favourites when I’m eating with you.
I can still remember the time when we ate at the karinderia in front of the second gate. You and Pia were late so we ate without you. I remember sitting at the table where you and Pia were; you had a blank face.
It didn’t bother me, but I thought I should still sit with you, just because.
I constantly glance at you, at you eating. I don’t know why— maybe I’m just sizing you up, trying to see if you’re angry at us, or maybe because you were in my line of sight, or probably because I just want to stare at you. Who knows? Only I know the answer.
I remember the time when we were in a classroom and you asked me to join in your chikas. That was our first meeting. That was also the time when we exchanged our names. You were reallyyyyy talkative; that was the only thing I noticed about you that time… Until I got home and watched the videos in the gc, I could see you dance and have fun; now in my mind, ‘that girl was talkative but is fun to be around.’
Little did I know, the woman in red and black, would become a major part of my life.