Suddenly,


I remembered a dozen of Pokémon cards


Locked deeply in a closet,


Which we used to play.


You don’t even know what they were,


Neither did I.


But we can still make a great game.




Later on,


I found more things to play,


Locked myself behind a door,


Which you used to open.


You said: “Don’t you want a green bean cake.”


Then I came out that door,


And enjoyed that piece of cake.




After that,


I came to see you less and less,


There was an invisible door,


Which keeps you out.


Before your invitation,


I would say: “No, I’m not hungry.”


Then you left my room,


With your green bean cake.




A few years ago,


I hardly have conversation with you,


But every time I had a phone call,


You would ask me who was that.


I told you 


“There’s nothing to worry about.”


Then I stood up,


And locked the door of my room.




Not that long to today,


You stopped talking to everyone,


But you were still holding the box of green bean cake,


Smiling at me.


I were holding your hand,


But you cannot see me clearly anymore.


Until I speak to you,


Loudly,


You moved your head to me a little bit.




Last time I saw you,


Your eyes were closing,


Ever since that time,


I’ve lost the green bean cake,


And the only one who play Pokémon cards with me.


I didn’t cry,


But when I came back home,


I saw that empty chair,


And the box of green bean cakes,


I started to weep.


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