Dear Seth,

Last night, or rather this morning, my lovely subconscious dreamed of you. Now I want to go back to sleep just to see you again. Sometimes I just wish there was a machine to erase people from their minds, you would be one of them. I know you probably don't want anything to do with me yet I keep on loving you. This just fucking blows.

Anyways I hope you're having fun.

p.s. I love you