hidden behind these carved letters

➻ᶜᵒⁿᶠᵘˢⁱⁿᵍ ᶜᵒⁿᶠᵘˢⁱᵒⁿ

I am not one to talk about the crumpled sheets atop your desk.
The cold half drank espresso beside your opened laptop—
various tabs are popping on the screen, 'how to quit discreetly' was one of them.

I didn't mean to fret about the wilted forget-me-nots inside the broken vase.
The opened drawer of your closet and clothes are recklessly shoved in it.
The writings on the mirror and a name 'Noah' written with red ink was the first one I saw.

The books scattered everywhere; some are on the floor, on your desk, atop your messy bed.
'Runaway' is playing in your old cassette.
A crossword puzzle with two unanswered questions left opened on top of your bedside table.

What is this place?
What is this confusion?

[A.J]