Hate Mail

by Donna Marchetti

The elevator just shook while I was riding down. Made me think of you.

I’ll let you tweeze my legs if it means I have you on your knees in front of me. Love, Luca

I wanted to see every photo she had ever taken.

When my mother got sick, Naomi’s letters became a much-needed distraction.

imagining that it was me holding her in that photo she posted.

“I guess you could say I was sort of a police officer.”

Pienso pensamientos

“I want all of you.”

“I don’t think there’s anything you could do to scare me off, Naomi.”

Did I mention that I’m sorry that I didn’t write to you for two years? Because I am.

Maybe you didn’t try to write to me again. I hope you did.

Speaking of that offer, is it still valid? Because I’d like to come hide away with you if you’ll have me. Just say the word and I’m yours.

I kind of hoped that you would show up at my door one day. In fact, I still hope you will.

I think anyone who reads them would know that I’m in love with you.

STOOOOP

“I can’t have feelings for two guys at the same time.”

Its okay to love them both

“He’s my son,” he says.

Que que

“That’s not my name.”

LO SABÍAAAAAA

feel like the rug has been swept out from under me. “You’re Luca.” “Yes. I know that I should have told you—” “Get out,”

LO SABIAAAAAAAA

“Can you please forgive me?” “No. Go home.” “I can’t lose you, Naomi.” “You just did.”

Omfg😭