I am entirely infatuated with an Italian girl I met while in Italy a few years back. She and I have kept in touch throughout the years. We both love music, and the arts, and we get along very well. She truly is one of the most beautiful girls in all of Italy, the most beautiful country I've ever seen.
I'm on the other side of the world, in beautiful, sunny southern California, and all I want to do is go back to the hot humid summers and bitterly cold winters just so I can see her one more time.
But of course, I have to let that go because life, being what it is, is telling me that it can never happen.