You were a stranger from Rome;
you never knew my name.
Yet when I felt your lips on mine,
I knew you’d won the game.
And on that cold Parisian night,
I felt both bliss and pain.
For though your kiss still lingers,
I’ll never see you again.
Dear ______,
You were my greatest moment and my biggest mistake. I never should have met you that night. The scent of cologne and tobacco will forever be etched into my memory. I never thought I’d love the combination, but now I just can’t get it outta my head no matter how I try. Maybe it is the best thing that we won’t see each other again. But I will never forget you. Ever.
Arrivederci,
the girl with no name
