Cara nonna... Dear Grandma... I am chewed by the world, at times I feel like suffocating. I am half within, half without, I am afraid I will not make it as I wish I could. And you turned whiter than pale last Monday and this is my goodbye. And I am 'moved', shifted. Spostata . There are so many things I wanted you to know and so many others I wished you never knew. Because I stopped being 10 a while ago and a smile doesn't make up for the mistakes I do. I wished I didn't turn so pale when I saw you with that white hair, as your hair had been always black, it was your thing after all. And all those times you slipped me money when grandpa was not watching, cause he was grumpy all the time and we were a team to fool him. I wished I had hugged you more back then. Or told you that I had the best grandma ever, cause you were. I wish I could have told you that I have learned how to love. Did you know that Antonio broke my heart when I was only 18 and I am still ...
You can be every little thing you want nobody to know. Maledizione.