ⶠLETTER âµ
Hi lea,
Is it bad that I am covetous of Jay? He gets to call you his in front of so many, It infuriates me to see his victorious smirk every time you both kiss. It's like he achieved something, won something. I loath guys like him, who play with prudent girls. How can you not see through his act?
Okay, I'll stop talking about the douche. But I hope you liked the flowers I left in your locker today, they were marigold. Because I remembered today was your mother's death anniversary. I heard from Bryan's girlfriend, you were crying in the bathroom after you received those flowers. I apologize that I made you cry, i was just trying to be thoughtful.
But the little soft smile you gave me after we bumped in our history class, I realized you knew it was me, you knew I gave you those flowers, so much for being anonymous.
I hope you know why I left marigold, out of all the beautiful flowers. It suited the occasion. Marigold signifies grief and cruelty. The world did commit cruelty as they took your mom away from you, how easily the doctors blamed her death on a simple excuse, cancer. I do recall how you said, "She was my superwoman. I'd give anything to see her in a cape again."
She'd love to be your superwoman, she must.
But you know what else does Marigold signify? Jealousy. The same feeling that's been writhing in my body as I watch you hand in hand with Jay. A guy who clearly does not deserve you.
But don't worry, I know you. You'll realize it yourself soon. And I can't wait for that day.
Why am I so invested in this? I know I'll never have you, so why am I thinking so much into this?
Well, I can look out for you, right? after all, you are my beautiful.
- Your floret guy