A/N Just a reminder to send in ideas (because my river of ideas is now a dry bank). Just so you know, that's why my updates are later than usual because I have no flippin' clue what to write.
P.S. I have no idea what is going on with my spacing. Wattpad is weird.
P.P.S. Can I get feedback so that I write better? Y vote por favor para más poemas!
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Dear Tesoro,
I cannot find the words to describe my love. Actually, I do not know the words to describe my love.
Remember when I first meet you? and I messed up and say "nice to see you" invece di "nice to meet you"
At least you thought it was a mistake. It really was nice to see you: you and your beautiful face but really-- I just wanted to hear your laugh: forte e chiaro
You thought it was a joke when I told you "Ti amo." that I possibly could not have fallen in love when I had no idea what you're saying
I didn't know the words when to explain how I fell in love with the sleepy smile that you greeted me with every morning with the turn of your pink lips when I say something wrong in English with the endless, blue seas stuck in your eyes with the passion in your actions when you spoke about life and happiness
I wish I could see you now and not only in i miei sogni
You never did learn Italian.
But then,
you never needed to learn a language to understand my love.
Solo tu mi capisci!
But then,
I guess you didn't understand
because you left me anyway.
From, Il Tuo Passerotto
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