... You will always on my mind ... Could you make me cry again, after many years.
never thought that nothing could touch you I feel lost and buried by years of a teenage love, the first heartbeat of my life, even if you've never seen, you never thought of me even a minute, and I for years I have dragged into my feeling for you, with your no, your garbage.
I was 13 years old when I met you in that camp for Catholic boys probably not where you wanted to come. You had a couple of years older than me and no intention to follow the rules, with your boots with holes in the heels and cigarettes thrown everywhere. I know that I hated, and I must say I also at that time I was not very tolerable, but I was not in love with you at that time, I immediately thought that blond with the aquiline nose, who did everything to shock the girls and to understand that "he was not there." No. It took me a bit 'to understand what I felt for you, maybe months. When we returned we have not seen for the summer, started school, I realized that I looked so different, that your arrogance that attracted me as an adolescent I never expected, even if you, as you always have to be then, you never not even looked at.
were difficult years, those of high school. I've had relationships, but compared to you all and there was no story, you know? It took me so long to forget, to think that it was finally time to turn the page. It 'a lot of my mind I think more and my heart beats fast when I see you, even if the memories are vivid and sometimes they still hurt. I still kept
Daisy you gave me in that camp of kids Catholic, you believe it? It's been 16 years and she is still there, inside the book by Wilbur Smith, who had brought me to the campsite. I do not know why then kept it, maybe I already knew that you would become important to me, that my heart would belong to you for a long time ... I remember I was on the wall behind the house, near the volleyball court, and you got there by walking on the wall, and you had that slipped daisy earring in the ear hole, and then show you the six and you gave me, and I do not know why, given what you thought of me at that time ... Now
Things have changed, I found the love of my life, and what I feel is very different from what I felt for you, is mature and deep, but it is a feeling that I discovered thanks to you, you should almost be happy ... I always thought that
sooner or later we'd meet and we talked about: I told you, laughing, of what I felt for you, crazy and immature love that devastated me for years, all the afternoons spent wandering around the Piazza Lounge and Pac Mania looking for you, or to establishments, or schools, to see even one moment, and seize your smile, but not for me, I would have talked about how you changed my life, as, perhaps, I you made what I am now, to what you have been important to me, and how much of my teenage years I have belonged. I always thought that we would have done, because it was a long time that I was ready for this ...
... but you did not expect, and you're gone forever.
Goodbye Antonio. A piece of my heart be yours forever.