A Night in Italy

They said my heart is so cold I could ignore those buzzing hearts trying to catch mine. 

Until I fell into something I could never describe, feeling I could never define.

Never have I thought I would fall for someone in ways I have never been before.

Never has it crossed my mind that finding and losing could be a synonym, sadly.

There was a night in Italy when I was observing a man trying to define a drink he used to like to the 

bartender, unfortunately he forgot its name and the bartender did not get it. 

Then I realised things are better left unsaid,

most of the time.