Friday, December 18, 2009
Ci Vediamo, Amore Mio.
You have gone back to Italy today. I miss you like I miss sunshine on rainy days in Paris when I plan a picnic with wine and baguettes, like when it is the last day in a city and I have a stomachache. I will miss you like the ocean would miss the pull of the moon. See you in 27 days.