It was one late afternoon when I was all alone in the classroom, sitting in your armchair. Imagining what would your life be sitting in this chair near the window..gazing out..daydreaming or even thinking of me if there’s a chance, which could be impossible. And with that, something hit through my mind..I didn’t even know why the heck did I think of it, but I was thinking about confessing..in an anonymous way. So I took my pen and tried to write all these feelings I’ve been holding back against you for years by writing in your armchair. Vandalism is not pretty important to me at that time and I don’t give a damn reason about it as long as I’ve expressed this indescribable feeling for you. As I ended, my last words were a little embarrassing for a simple person like me. It said,“If you ever love me back, I would definitely accept it no matter what.” That’s it. But who cares? No one would even find out that it was me..writing a love confession to a person that I was loving secretly.

As years passed by, we graduated from school life. I sometimes, even wondered if you have ever read my confession in your seat, but you didn’t. You didn’t notice it, saw it, and even ask other people who wrote them in your seat. And I was like, feeling a little pain in my heart. It was like my heart was stabbed a million times and felt a rejection about it. I even included your name on it. Don’t you have eyes to read it? Don’t you have hands to answer it? Don’t you have a heart to feel what I feel about you? That’s why I need to forget all about you..my feelings too.

I heard there was an alumni homecoming reunion so I went together with the person who replaced you..who loves me back. As I entered our old classroom, old classmates gladly gave me a heartwarming welcome back and I felt like I was a schoolgirl once again like the way I am before. Until I saw you..all alone with everybody bringing with them their special person, the person they love. I was conscious about why you didn’t brought one. Then, you came to me and gave out a hand to welcome me as well. “Welcome back.“ You said smiling and gazing at me which makes me again, a little uneasy. I smiled back and introduced my lover to you which shocked you at first. How come you’re all alone? Did you even found the right person for you? I erased this thoughts in my mind and tried to enjoy the party.

When everything’s over, I gave myself a moment all alone in my old classroom once again. I gaze out in the window sitting in an old armchair. And it came out that it was your chair before. It was just a coincidence, and I was really tempted to read back my confession to you before..so I did. And there I saw, a familiar handwritten words below mine and I eventually knew it was yours. It all came from you. I was already shedding my tears up so badly when I finally saw your answer.

"I knew it was you. Will you love me like the way you loved me?”

I was too late.