A sheet full of your words, read in one breath outside a subway station in Milan.
Those endless trips by train, you are always in a hurry and I always by your side.
A sad birthday, you in my house, you gave me the pendant.
I at a station in Udine you in Sardinia. The same thought at the same time, in a text message: "I've never felt so close right now" .
A strange year, a strange summer, you understand that even people without seeing them and I say "No, I do not like" .
That evening in the central station that night to laugh this morning that you wanted to still be around.
July 2005: U2. Becoming S. Siro and find you.
August 2010: U2. Go to Turin and think.
boxes full of my music.
The fullfeatherkey yours.
Anxiety each time for a trip, even if you do I never said that.
the evening of your wedding, when you asked: "Let's go for a drink somewhere?".
you angry about a backpack. I do not give in that stubborn, and I'm sick to see you angry. But do not give in, and then you get angry ...
Lignano: the beach at six in the evening, beetle, "I do not go crazy if I do not go crazy tonight" .
December 12: a thousand faces looking only yours, and when I saw you cry I wanted to comfort you.
On 13 May in hospital, she was born Elizabeth: I do not remember anyone but you remember how you were dressed.
December 8, your face tired and happy.
Not only that, you are many things that can not be explained, man.
Giuppy
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