Ciao,
That's how it first started,
A simple 'Hi' four years back,
I don't exactly remember why or how,
But I'm glad it happened.
Buongiorno,
A morning routine,
A simple text message, a reminder,
Of how I am lucky to have you.
Mi manchi,
A random mid-day message,
Sometimes its coincidental,
It feels special anyway,
Just like the first time.
Buonanotte,
Those long hours of night conversation,
Where we shared our fears and our dreams,
Sometimes I would ramble nonsense,
But you stayed anyway.
Mi amore,
I cant express how grateful I am,
To have you,
More than just a best friend,
More than just a lover.
You're the one.
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The Italian Wannabe is a one shot writing while I was waiting for a class to start. I was texting him that morning and suddenly realized that despite being a hardcore Italian Motor GP fan, he only taught me these 5 Italian words. Ironic, but that's how we communicate on daily basis. This piece, reminds me of our special way of communicating for almost four years now. Its not perfect and I dont intend to make it perfect, to me all the imperfections reflects back to us as an individual and how we lead our relationship. Its a one shot thing anyway, its something what I would say to him on the spot if I have to.
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