From the best to the worst
How did it happen? it’s what I ask… How the most romantic weekend of my life becomes the worst relationship of my life?
That is what I’m so sad about, to think to have something so close when actually I was so far from it…
Driving 4 to 5 hours and having fun, laughing and having so much passion every second of the ride, not being able keeping our hands off each other… being free, expressing so much love for each other, feeling like we own the world, stopping in the most beautiful places of Italy, feeling like everything is fake except our love. How did it happen? after going to swim in the the night in the coldest pool warming up from each other? after sitting in the balcony with one blanket, romantic, italian music in the earphones, watching the storm and the lighting going through the mountains of Tuscany… how did it become… from the best to the worst?
That is what I’m so sad about, to think to have something so close when actually I was so far from it…
Driving 4 to 5 hours and having fun, laughing and having so much passion every second of the ride, not being able keeping our hands off each other… being free, expressing so much love for each other, feeling like we own the world, stopping in the most beautiful places of Italy, feeling like everything is fake except our love. How did it happen? after going to swim in the the night in the coldest pool warming up from each other? after sitting in the balcony with one blanket, romantic, italian music in the earphones, watching the storm and the lighting going through the mountains of Tuscany… how did it become… from the best to the worst?