catch a dream ; setosolace

day thirty two

to the boy with blue eyes,

i was going to your apartment complex (you gave me your address a while back) to surprise you with these letters when i noticed something peculiar. on the floor you lived on, there were flashing party lights and screams of enjoyment practically blaring out the window.

college parties, i guess.

you told me you were studying.

maybe you just didn't want to insult me?

hurt my feelings, perhaps?

whatever the case may be, you lied to me. again. when everything gets better it all just comes crashing down.

maybe you are hiding something from me, and maybe you are just pitying me.

to think this wouldn't happen again.

i was going to head home but i just wanted to have confirmation that yes, it was your floor and yes, it was your apartment room. so i went inside, took the elevator to the fourth floor, and low and behold i was right. apartment 406 and all i could hear was the blaring music and screaming teenagers (well, adults technically), inside.

i wanted to yell at you, but i didn't want a scene.

so i just left; letting you get away with it like i always did.

why must you do this to me?
- seto