i was preparing everything yesterday for his arrival. then I hear my phone ringing. it´s him, great then he is on time i was thinking. he told me: "amore, they won´t let me enter." i thought he was joking, cause he usually does. but no, the next voice on the phone was the one from a woman. a police. she told me that they had arrested him and was sending him back. so there I was from running around doing the happy dance to lying on the floor crying and screaming and begging the woman to let him come to me. she refused. she said he stayed 5 months instead of 3 in 2002. c´mon he´s been back since!!!! be no she refused. and so they sent him back. my love, my man.
it´s such a torture being without him. I had waited for two months to finally get to see him. but no, now god only knows when Ill see him again.
but it made my decision easier. im going back home to rome. not now, but sooner than later. first I gotta finish what I started here.
but it hurts, this is torture.
the house today, feels so empty without him, just because he was suppose to be here now, with me. now im all alone. all alone again.
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You are n e v e r alone, amore.
Jag är så ledsen att du är ledsen, och önskar verkligen att jag kunde ge dig en kram och hälla i dig lite vin för att dämpa det hela lite, lite.
Tänker på dig, fina älskade du.
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