30 Letters
Day 07
Dear S,
I usually hold no grudges. I am a peaceful person, and I prefer not to have any enemies or rivals.
But goddamn. I was fully aware that Italians were flirtatious by nature. Every guy I've dated had Italian blood, and people joked about that and still, it is a running joke. But you—you're an asshole.
That isn't to say you weren't a good boyfriend. You were a great one, actually. You were very loving, good-humored, and made me smile when I was having problems. Most of all, I loved your big, warm bear hugs.
Then you dumped me for that whore. To say the least, I was quite shell shocked. Did I do something, or was it just your libido acting for itself? I was quite broken, but I put up my best poker face and dealt with it. Then you got together with C, and as much as I dislike the girl, I was quite angry to see that you broke it off with her, for the same reason you did me—that whore.
Well, you've been holding steady with C again for a few months now. I've been rather indifferent towards you; I've let go. We talk, and you still make me laugh. Hopefully, you've learned your lesson.
Besides, there is this cute Italian down the street.
Amo l'Italia,
Roi
I usually hold no grudges. I am a peaceful person, and I prefer not to have any enemies or rivals.
But goddamn. I was fully aware that Italians were flirtatious by nature. Every guy I've dated had Italian blood, and people joked about that and still, it is a running joke. But you—you're an asshole.
That isn't to say you weren't a good boyfriend. You were a great one, actually. You were very loving, good-humored, and made me smile when I was having problems. Most of all, I loved your big, warm bear hugs.
Then you dumped me for that whore. To say the least, I was quite shell shocked. Did I do something, or was it just your libido acting for itself? I was quite broken, but I put up my best poker face and dealt with it. Then you got together with C, and as much as I dislike the girl, I was quite angry to see that you broke it off with her, for the same reason you did me—that whore.
Well, you've been holding steady with C again for a few months now. I've been rather indifferent towards you; I've let go. We talk, and you still make me laugh. Hopefully, you've learned your lesson.
Besides, there is this cute Italian down the street.
Amo l'Italia,
Roi