heres yet another poem that i wrote. enjoy!
i cried when i looked at the sky
it reminded me of te
my tears were hot with Amore
and affection for te
i want te so bad, honey
youre all ive ever wanted
but i guess thats too much to ask
God wont give me you, im haunted
so i stay up at night with te da my side
but thats only a dream
its never anything real
baby, i wish te knew me
if only te were real in my reality
youre real in my imaginatin
but sognare ad occhi aperti isnt enough
i want your affection
i really do wish te knew who i am
but your Amore i will never get
your affection i will never feel
but, before, we HAVE met
i read about your story
and i truly am sorry
te suffered a great loss and your pain i feel
and i wanted to say to you: Ponyboy, te are the autore of your own life story
i cried when i looked at the sky
it reminded me of te
my tears were hot with Amore
and affection for te
i want te so bad, honey
youre all ive ever wanted
but i guess thats too much to ask
God wont give me you, im haunted
so i stay up at night with te da my side
but thats only a dream
its never anything real
baby, i wish te knew me
if only te were real in my reality
youre real in my imaginatin
but sognare ad occhi aperti isnt enough
i want your affection
i really do wish te knew who i am
but your Amore i will never get
your affection i will never feel
but, before, we HAVE met
i read about your story
and i truly am sorry
te suffered a great loss and your pain i feel
and i wanted to say to you: Ponyboy, te are the autore of your own life story
“Johnny.” te shake him. “Johnny.
He mumbles, half asleep. “What? It’s 2 in the morning.”
“I want some tacos. With bacon. And maybe some Cioccolato sauce.”
“What the hell.” He laughs. “What does this baby like to eat?”
“Apparently tacos with bacon, pancetta affumicata and Cioccolato sauce.” te say.
“Well, I’ll go make the baby some tacos.” He says, getting out of the letto in his boxers.
“Don’t forget the Cioccolato sauce!” te yell after him as te rub your belly.
te complain to your best friend as she literally drags te towards the Dingo.
“C’mon (Y/N), it’ll be fun! Two-Bit’s got a friend for you!” Cathy raises her eyebrows.
“Maybe I don’t want a friend,” te mutter, then stop.
Standing successivo to Two-Bit was the hottest guy te had ever seen.
Maybe te did want a friend.
Cathy goes over and hugs Two-Bit, where te just stare at the boy and he stares back at you.
“I’m Dally,” he says, sticking out his hand.
te take it. “(Y/N).” te smile.
“It’s pretty,” he smiles. But then he erases the expression off his face. “I mean, it’s tuff babe.”
“You don’t need to act all tough around me, I know your cool.” te grin.
“You really think so?” He asks.
“Yeah… You’re pretty cute too.” te smile.
“Well, I know that.” He smiles. “But you’re cuter.”
“Maybe we should ditch this movie.”
