the chair i emptied

this one's for HIM:

"i am not just an empty chair anymore... i'm different... punch me and i bleed."--- Peter Parker

of course it's too late. the chair that i've emptied before had been filled up by someone else's presence. damn! if only i weren't too uncomfortable in that chair before, i would be the one seating there. that should've been my chair. i miss that chair. now i'm not allowed to seat on that chair. i hope to find an empty chair for myself. something comfortable that makes me feel right at home. something sturdy that would stand me and the heavy weight i carry at times. something that would stay mine long after my need for a rocking chair is over.