to the boy with blue eyes,

i woke up alone. not only that, i was in my bed. i wasn't tucked in or anything, like usual, and everything was in its place. at first i thought it was a sick dream, that it was day sixteen instead of seventeen. after looking at yesterday's letter, i knew i was wrong.

i checked through he house just to make sure there was no trace of you. the leftover pizza (that one slice in the fridge with the box) was oddly still there even though i gave it to you. when i opened up the t.v., it was not on netflix but on the channel that i last left it on. it left me feeling dizzy, but i still have that handwritten letter.

i don't know why you decided to deceive me, but i have the sickening feeling that you snooped around my house while i was asleep. you could have just asked me that you wanted to look around.

i didn't go to the cafe today, and i didn't answer any of your text messages.

i just went back to sleep.

confused,
- seto