Chair

Covered in plastic
she couldn't breathe but
blushed like a bride
finally she met a man
who rested holding her hand
he stretched reaching her breaking point
she was in pain yet didn't complain

she smiled as he worked
comforting her with mere presence
he worked day and night leaving his prints on her
she dreamt her life with him
her soul was filled with love

Then a day arrived
when he packed his bag feeling sulked
he pushed her away
she was scared and confused
would have stopped him only if she could
but then she remembered, she was just a chair