Sunday, December 24, 2006

Sogni d'oro


Crooning on my STEREO:
Don't Cry by GUNS N' ROSES

It is 2:20 am and I am unusually sober. In 5 hours I will leave Perugia for a Spanish Christmas in Marbella. Thus, this will be my final post for the year 2006; a year that has been truly blessed, fantaaabulous and exceedingly fortunate. I've always been, and will always be a lucky puppy.

Perhaps it is true that some good things are destined to a bittersweet end. A minute ago I received a particular SMS that brought instant tears to my eyes.



It reads:
"No posso dormire. Vorrei con te ora, vorrei baciare le tue labra, abracciare il tuo corpo e potermi addormentare vicino al tuo dolce respiro. Baci Amore."

This pains me. And I will give anything to lie beside you at this very moment. My heart cries out for your touch and I grieve deeply on your absence. We are miles apart.

And by tommorow morning, I will be further away.
By 1st January 2007, I will almost be a world apart from you.

Things will never be the same. But life goes on.

To my dearest Giovanni, thank you for giving me a chance to be in love. It is something which I thought I was never able to do.

This is my favourite picture of us because we seem so.. chubby and happy. And we were hideously drunk, too. I know photos will never do you justice since you keep running away from cameras.

If you try to believe me for once, you are the most gorgeous man I've ever met. Remember how I always told you that you were perfect? Well, I MEANT IT. So don't argue with me over this again, va bene?

My dear stronzo, I know I suck when it comes to cooking. You are the perfectionist. You wouldn't even let me touch you when you are just chucking pasta into the pan. In spite of all your particularity, all the best Italian food comes from you. I didn't want to tell you because I know you'd get all vain.

Strangely, I love you for that. The way you drown yourself with Moschino scent, how you only wear black long-sleeved shirts and your lowcut jeans which I always have to pull your shirt down to avoid any show of butt cracks. Maybe its an Italian sense of style, boh? If you haven't noticed, both our wardrobes consist of 80% black clothings. I think we both have an issue with our fats.

Despite how you (purposely) confuse Il Divo with Take That, be assured that I will choose you over Sebastien Izambard any day. You do not need a fancy yacht and an Armani suit to look sexy.

Before we got together, I never wanted to date Italian men. But your brother's birthday at Etoile made all the difference. It was only our third encounter, but you claimed me several times as your girlfriend to stop those dodgy dudes from harassing me.

Come on, you were drunk but you didn't admit it. Sei cativo sempre.

Before I met you, your housemates kept harping about how wonderful and kind you are. I think they did most of the courtship on your behalf.

I never thought that you'd ever set eyes on a sea urchin like me. I still fell for you anyway.

Everyday, you'd walk me from Via XX Settembre to Via Delle Cantine with my hands in yours. And in those several nights when I was deadly drunk, you'd leave your guy friends behind just to bring me home safely. (Although at most times you were probably drunk yourself.) And while you did that, you'd always hang my smoky jacket in the cupboard, store my stinky boots and fold my stale socks. Then you'd lie next to me just to make sure I wont choke and die from my own puke.

However, the most beautiful part was to wake up beside you. I felt safe.

I could talk about you the entire day. But it'd make me cry. It is difficult because you are so far away from me. I realised I have become very emotionally dependant on you because I am actually falling in love with you.

This morning was the hardest. I was pretending to be asleep but I was watching you get ready to leave. You changed into the shirt I bought for you.

I was buried too deep into my tears even to tell you how gorgeous you looked in it.

As we bid farewell, you looked me in the eye and told me that I was beautiful. Eventhough my eyes were deadly swollen from a whole night of crying on your pillow.

Eversince you left, Perugia suddenly seems like a sad city. Remember the route that we usually take through to Piazza Italia? I walked it on my own today and I was crying throughout the way. I really miss the way you would push me up the 70 degree slope.

I miss you. I miss your nonsense. I miss your half-boiled English. I will keep harping on your confusion betweeen 'chicken' and 'kitchen'.

But I have to let you go. It kills me but I know you deserve better. We spoke about it. I guess we know each other too well.

I will cherish the memories. Meanwhile, dont forget me okay? Or I will gladly expose your embarassing stuffs.

Ti Voglio Tanto Bene. Sei vivi en mi cuore per sempre....

And I promise you that I will stop crying by the time I get to Spain. This will be one of the most emotional festive seasons I will ever have to go through. But you told me to stay strong. I will try my best.

Dolci Baci,
Lyn xxx
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While I wrestle with me emo..... I'd like to wish all my dear friends...

MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAVE A SMASHING NEW YEAR!!!!!

I've been loved, and thus my love for others is infinite.

Till 2007 :)

14 comments:

car@ said...

OH!!!! my Lyn!! that was a real declaration of love. You know what i think about it. Rest for sure HE WILL NEVER FORGET YOU! and i was so happy to see you smile last night! Although you prolly cried on your bed. He voglio you too and that's wonderful. Ti voglio Lyn, you are one ONE of a kind. My señoritina Lyn, la más bella de todas ellas.
;-)

We are on a love generation now!
;-)

car@ said...

OH!!!! my Lyn!! that was a real declaration of love. You know what i think about it. Rest for sure HE WILL NEVER FORGET YOU! and i was so happy to see you smile last night! Although you prolly cried on your bed. He voglio you too and that's wonderful. Ti voglio Lyn, you are one ONE of a kind. My señoritina Lyn, la más bella de todas ellas.
;-)

We are on a love generation now!
;-)

Simple American said...

Wishing you a Merry Christmas Ah Mui and the Happiest of New Years. :)

Wow! You two look really good together. Suh-weet!!!

mistipurple said...

wow. wow wow wow wow wow..
what can one say to that?
(i wouldn't let him go if i were you. ya, despite despite despite..)
merry christmas Lyn! and Cara there too! or should i have said it the other way around? lol!

anttyk said...

Such a bittersweet post. Sniff sniff. Have a great new year Lyn.

Mirebella said...

Lyn sweets.

Hope the coming yr be blessful in every way.

Dreams DO come true if we wish on it hard enough.

God bless.

*mwah*

lilyliverbird said...

Awww..such a sweet love letter. You two look so happy together.

Have a jolly festive season sweetie *mwah*

danyanova said...

Is it just me or when it comes to love and Italian men, no matter how different the storyline goes one always feels that stab in the chest just reading others' version of the story.

Especially when it's a sad ending.

Tanti baci Lyn. You'll pull through doll ;)

Hope you've had a good Christmas.

sic6sense said...

wow lyn! i'm stumped and that's rare. :D

socialpest said...

He's an angel. :)
All the best to you two and have a great 07! I've missed coming here!

Jane said...

Hey! Remember what we said last year?
Men are horrible!!! hahaha.. well
This year I would say.. Men are horrible!(still but not all of them are!!)

Reuben said...

Dear Lyn,

I felt a bit teary while reading that post. And yes I'm so happy that you found love yet a bit bittersweet that you had to give it up.

I am sure you have thought it over and know what's best so all I can do is wish you to be strong (as you always are). Take good care of yourself Lyn and let's meet up sometime.

Love,
Reuben

Manal said...

Serendipity....that's all i can say to u (in my 1st ever posting to u).

Lily is right, u r one smashing leng loi!

stephanie said...

true love will find its way back to you...one day :) now we'll just live for wat we have...be happpyy and enjoy our tai-tai & drinking/clubbing/perving sessions LOL xoxo