I just want to leave this house.
I. Last night, I didn’t know that somebody can feel sadness and happiness at the same time until I saw your picture with N. I don’t know if I’m just overreacting but it looks like you guys are working on something mutual again.
II. I find it funny because we just talked last week and you sounded like “hey, what are your plans? I want to see you again soon.” and..there you go.
III. I asked my friend to keep all the things that remind me of you:
The pink anklet you gave me two years ago;
The book: Lemony Snicket’s The Beatrice Letters;
unsent letters;
my 2011 journal;
A notebook full of drawings;
and
the Camera USB flash drive you gave me last year.
IV. Last night, I deleted your number and hid your name on every social site. I didn’t block you, though.
V. I felt kind of sad after because I realized that I won’t be able to greet you on your birthday.
VI. I don’t feel trapped anymore.
