The First Knight [END]

2. Boy with Curly Hair

Boy with Curly Hair

Rald, he's my friend, we've been friends for two years
Exchanging letters and folding them into a horse and dove
I flew it with the rainy wind in October that year
Then he caught it with one clap and two small jumps

He likes to tease me when I'm confused about something
Laughing at me with his two male friends in front of me
The laughter got louder when I showed an annoyed face to him
So I keep show a happy face even though the sky knows I'm pretending

Unlike me, he's a boy with black curly hair
Her sister came to see me on Valentine's Day and she said,
"My little brother has a fever, he gave you a chocolate"
I opened it like I got a Christmas gift from a Santa Claus
I know he's not sick, and that's an alibi for his apology

Rald, he's my friend, we separated eight years ago
At the graduation ceremony and we never see each other again
He has forgotten how to play takraw beside the net
And there's nothing else I can see from behind the classroom window
No more that running cheerfully during the rainy season in the middle of the month
In the arid ancient place called the school field
No more that driving in a white van when going to school
When the sun is still sleeping on its majestic throne

Rald, the boy with curly hair, he is my favorite friend
His life changed when he grew up into juvenile
Surrounded by pretty girls and luxury life
I used to pray that he never grew up
Because I know, I was too late to realize that feeling