My name is Lea.

I'm almost completely sure I'm in love with Sam.

I have bittersweet memories of us together.

My heart is icy hot with my love for him.

I imagined us alone together.

But I guess now I'm just his second best.

I try to act naturally around him.

I'm not the living dead I used to be, a couple weeks ago.

I'm now vaguely aware of what goes on around me.

That doesn't mean I'm not still completely broken.

That doesn't mean I'm not still beautifully sad.

This is a true story.

Oh, such sweet sorrow.

I'm Lea Tikva.

I'm so unhappily in love with Samuel Alvah.

And damn if my life isn't so oxymoronic.