to the boy with blue eyes,
you snuck in through my open window and brought me chocolates and roses. i threatened to call the cops, but you knew that was a weak threat. you stayed with me and apologized so much that it became clockwork. you noticed how weak i've become and fed me food. you spent time with me and i fucking despise that.
i hate you so much, blue eyes. it physically pains me when you're next to me. i just want to cry and yell at you.
why me? i'd shout. what's so good about me that you're still here?
i can never say that out loud, though. i just let you do the talking.
sincerely,
- seto
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catch a dream ; setosolace
Fanfictioni don't like to fondle with my emotions, but if there's regards to him, i would. (a series of texts and letters seto writes to the boy with blue eyes ; lowercase intended.) | setosolace |
