I don’t understand love, and I don’t think anyone ever has o will. Emotion is such a complex thing, and hatred is passionate, and strong, and almost unbreakable – nothing can touch true hatred. Nothing can touch it at all; nothing can touch it but love. Amore is stronger than anything this world can offer, and unfortunately this world greatly lacks it. Amore is something that can affect anyone and anything.
Love also leaves te irrational – it’s debatable, however, because some people think that Amore can leave te seeing clearer than anything ever has. But what if it’s possible that it can make both happen? What if it leaves te so blind, deaf, and scentless… so isolated. But yet you’re the farthest thing from isolated ever. You’re feeling things stronger than any situation has ever presented te with.
It’s both incorrigible and impeccable at the same time. It will leave te dizzy and broken, it could even leave te dead, but yet it brings a life out inside of your soul that has people questioning your health. It brings forth a desire and urge to be with someone, when you’re already with them. It makes your cuore hurt, like a gaping hole in your chest, and it leaves te so empty and pathetic when you’re without their love.
Ignorance of Amore is something that we all have and cannot deny; no one really can define love, because it means something else to every other person. However, there’re standards. There’re standards to love, that do apply in every circumstance. te do not Amore someone if te do not have unconditional passion for them. te are not in Amore with them unless te would do anything that it took to guarantee their safety and happiness. te wouldn’t want to live a secondo without them, but if it meant their peace te would. You’d do anything that it took for their sake. And that’s what Amore really is deep down. But it doesn’t even begin to cover it.
When you’re in love, Amore doesn’t even seem like the BEGINNING of the speech as to how te feel. There’s no word in any language, no sentence o speech o anything that can mostra someone te Amore them. It’s just… love. te can’t explain it; te can’t deny o change it. Because when it’s there, it’s there, and it’s never going away.
Everything around te melts. Everything, there's nothing that matters anymore. te shake, violently, and it leaves te feeling guilty - love. Amore is uncertain, yet the only thing te can recognize. It's disguised, but clearer than anything else. It's irony, in summary - Amore is ironic, più than anything. Ironic, but beautiful. And that's why I put up a debate, is ignorance really bliss? o is it something else in its entirety?
Mikey, I am not joking in the slightest. I am not kidding; I am not just saying that. I am in Amore with you, Mikey. And I’d do anything for you. You're really my entire life, my everything. As I've detto many times before, my everything. If this freaks te out, o te don't feel the same way, I understand. But it doesn't change that this is how I feel. I miss te every secondo of every day, and I just wish te were here to see it. I wish te knew. That, Mikey, I Amore you. And that’s all I know.
Love also leaves te irrational – it’s debatable, however, because some people think that Amore can leave te seeing clearer than anything ever has. But what if it’s possible that it can make both happen? What if it leaves te so blind, deaf, and scentless… so isolated. But yet you’re the farthest thing from isolated ever. You’re feeling things stronger than any situation has ever presented te with.
It’s both incorrigible and impeccable at the same time. It will leave te dizzy and broken, it could even leave te dead, but yet it brings a life out inside of your soul that has people questioning your health. It brings forth a desire and urge to be with someone, when you’re already with them. It makes your cuore hurt, like a gaping hole in your chest, and it leaves te so empty and pathetic when you’re without their love.
Ignorance of Amore is something that we all have and cannot deny; no one really can define love, because it means something else to every other person. However, there’re standards. There’re standards to love, that do apply in every circumstance. te do not Amore someone if te do not have unconditional passion for them. te are not in Amore with them unless te would do anything that it took to guarantee their safety and happiness. te wouldn’t want to live a secondo without them, but if it meant their peace te would. You’d do anything that it took for their sake. And that’s what Amore really is deep down. But it doesn’t even begin to cover it.
When you’re in love, Amore doesn’t even seem like the BEGINNING of the speech as to how te feel. There’s no word in any language, no sentence o speech o anything that can mostra someone te Amore them. It’s just… love. te can’t explain it; te can’t deny o change it. Because when it’s there, it’s there, and it’s never going away.
Everything around te melts. Everything, there's nothing that matters anymore. te shake, violently, and it leaves te feeling guilty - love. Amore is uncertain, yet the only thing te can recognize. It's disguised, but clearer than anything else. It's irony, in summary - Amore is ironic, più than anything. Ironic, but beautiful. And that's why I put up a debate, is ignorance really bliss? o is it something else in its entirety?
Mikey, I am not joking in the slightest. I am not kidding; I am not just saying that. I am in Amore with you, Mikey. And I’d do anything for you. You're really my entire life, my everything. As I've detto many times before, my everything. If this freaks te out, o te don't feel the same way, I understand. But it doesn't change that this is how I feel. I miss te every secondo of every day, and I just wish te were here to see it. I wish te knew. That, Mikey, I Amore you. And that’s all I know.
the rain like tear drops falling from my eyes
landing on the ground
the pain is deep
as i think about how we had everything
how te were so full of life
how te made me smile when i was sad
i remember walking side da side
and ill never forget how your skin felt
and i will always remember the Amore we shared
and no matter what i will never for get that day
when te fell to the ground i did to
for i knew the treatment didn't work
and i would lose you
we rushed to get te help
the news sliced deep
as the words came out the doctors mouth
it was as if a coltello had been stuck in to my heart
and now i sit in the grass
surrounded da the smell of roses
and the soft sobs around me
sitting in front of a stone
with Amore always carved below te name
with those same rain like tear drops
poring from my eyes
landing on the ground
the pain is deep
as i think about how we had everything
how te were so full of life
how te made me smile when i was sad
i remember walking side da side
and ill never forget how your skin felt
and i will always remember the Amore we shared
and no matter what i will never for get that day
when te fell to the ground i did to
for i knew the treatment didn't work
and i would lose you
we rushed to get te help
the news sliced deep
as the words came out the doctors mouth
it was as if a coltello had been stuck in to my heart
and now i sit in the grass
surrounded da the smell of roses
and the soft sobs around me
sitting in front of a stone
with Amore always carved below te name
with those same rain like tear drops
poring from my eyes
The way I feel my cuore beating
Is the way you'd touch a Drum.
It beats.
The way I feel the keys
Is the way te touch my heart.
It's harmonic.
The way I feel the erba underneath my back
Is the way te touch my hand.
It's soft.
The way I feel about Scary movies
Is the way te touch me when I'm scared.
te Give me a hug.
The way I feel about te leaving
Is the way te touched me in the end.
te pushed.
The way I feel the cold ground
Is the way te touch the sky.
te have no limits.
I feel my heart, I press the keys, I held your hand te hugged me when it was frightening. And then te left me.
te beat the drum te sang the song te held my hand te held me tight inside your arms, I trusted you. But then te left me, and shattered my porcellana, in porcellana heart.
Is the way you'd touch a Drum.
It beats.
The way I feel the keys
Is the way te touch my heart.
It's harmonic.
The way I feel the erba underneath my back
Is the way te touch my hand.
It's soft.
The way I feel about Scary movies
Is the way te touch me when I'm scared.
te Give me a hug.
The way I feel about te leaving
Is the way te touched me in the end.
te pushed.
The way I feel the cold ground
Is the way te touch the sky.
te have no limits.
I feel my heart, I press the keys, I held your hand te hugged me when it was frightening. And then te left me.
te beat the drum te sang the song te held my hand te held me tight inside your arms, I trusted you. But then te left me, and shattered my porcellana, in porcellana heart.
B is for beautiful.
C is for confusing.
D is for decisive.
E is for equal.
F is for forgiveness.
G is for generous.
H is for hope.
I is for impossible.
J is for jokes.
K is for kisses.
L is for laughter.
M is for marriage.
N is for new.
O is for outstanding.
P is for perfect.
Q is for questionable.
R is for respectable.
S is for silly.
T is for truthful.
U is for unconditional.
V is for Valentine
W is for Wonderful.
X is for 'X'treme.
Y is for yes.
Z is for zoo.
There are different types of love. Amore can be a zoo. Not crazy, but in varieties.