So Im in Italy, and Im assuming that its Florence because of the
Ponte Vecio river and bridge ...and Im walking down the street and there is NO ONE in the entire city....its dusk, Im walking
across the bridge and all of the shop keepers are looking out their windows at me but no other people are there....its like
no tourists or people came out in Florance that evening - which is very strange, if you have ever been to Florance, it is
one of those places that is ALWAYS busy....so anyway I'm walking alone and I get to this beautiful, very old looking building
with this small Italian restaurant on the curb side...I walk in and this guy greets me and brings me thru the back of the
restaurant - the kitchen, out a back door to a patio - and there you are, sitting there as if you had been waiting for me
(which would never happen in real life, because I'm always on time). .... there is only one table for 2 on the patio,
and all these little white lights are strung around above and there are these candles all over the ground except for a little
path to the table. I remember feeling so much joy and just beyond happy - im not even sure I can describe the feelings I was
having, and they were so real. Its like I knew where I was going and I knew I was meeting you but I had never been there,
so I asked you how you knew where to go or how did you find it...and you said, its our favorite place, how could I forget?
So I assume we ate dinner and drank wine, b/c that's my favorite thing to do in Italy, but that part I
really don't remember. The only part after that I remember is us walking down the cobble stone streets together- holding hands,
talking , and I was telling you how amazed I was that it was just you and I here, Florance to our selves........there might
not be anything more romantic than Italy, except renting the city and having it all to yourself. I remember being so
amazed by that and kept asking you how you did it, and you kept saying I didn't do anything, It just happened that way, maybe
we are just lucky, or maybe it was meant to be- I remember thinking, okay Matt- you dont have to tell me how, I can just appreciate
it for what it is. .........then we were at this park, beside this river that runs thru Florance and the moon was reflecting
off the water, I remember the feeling of really wanting to kiss you was building up, but....then I woke up because this stupid
taxi driver was honking his horn right below my window.
