Pink hair:
Bright and boisterous,
A wild mess on your head.
You talk,
I smile;
It’s nice.
Too bad I don’t say anything.
You run out of words;
I run out of patience.
Bye?
See you tomorrow.

Pink hair:
You’re back.
You talk again,
I smile again.
Today I talk a bit
And you smile.
But we can’t find enough words.
Bye?
See you tomorrow.

Pink hair:
Across the room.
We don’t talk.
We don’t smile.
Was that a wave?
I can’t tell.
Were you looking for words?
I was.

Pink hair,
Will I see you tomorrow?

Pink hair:
Your hair isn’t pink
We still don’t talk
Our chance is gone

Pink hair:
Did you forget something?