somewhere in northern italy.

it almost felt like i was there with you.
somewhere in northern italy.
i miss experiencing things with you too.
i can admit that while being sober.

– i love and hate it waking up to one of your drunk texts.

we had the stars you and i.
you loved me so much that you would’ve done anything to put those stars, that fell down onto us, back in the sky.
you loved me so much that you would’ve done anything, so that i could make the stars again with you.
i loved you so much that you became my stars, when there weren’t any left in the sky.
that night on the picnic blanket you’ve shown so much brighter than any star ever could.
we never asked how the other one wanted to be loved.
we just loved each other the best way we could.
it may not have been the right way for us at the time
but we did our best for two teenage girls being friends first and lovers second.

you were my best friends but it’s truly, truly a sin.

i made a list of a 100 ways to find myself again.
i did them all and i’m still wondering
where my heart went.
the last thing i heard was that she’s somewhere in northern Italy while i’m still here
discovering my new self,
that no longer has a heartbeat.