Last Night

Last night, you and I were together. Back in your "hometown": back in Venice (it feels weird calling Venice a hometown as I have so much respect for such a wonderful city). Anyways, there we were, together, it was so nice.

You and I holding hands, walking around the Piazza and even saying hello to some friends of yours. It was so nice, I felt so good, so familiar with you and everything happening around us, which is quite a thing to say, considering how little we know each other.

Venice was prettier than ever, as always, full of people coming and going, kids playing with the pigeons and couples enjoying the romantic ambiance. You and I were not paying attention to the crowds or the organized chaos of it. We were trying to get in a gondola for a ride around Venice. I was having fun at you not being able to jump in...where you scared or what? I couldn't believe it. Being there, with you, it was almost like a dream...

And a beautiful dream it was, too bad I woke up before we could get to share a kiss under one of Venice bridges...