The Sink Was Full Of Fishes

"Damn to barriers, all fault of that idiot of Newcastle!"
The pain of Jill has not boundaries: he will be so near the brothers, but the same too much far away! Not too much of time ago, an ass without brain tried to destroy Noel's precious eyebrows, jumpin on the stage while it was lackin any protection except a couple of big sized roadies at the front and since everyone knows how much that was counting for the followers, nowadays services for order are multiple and organized, especially since tonight event signs a step in the entire Oasis's career which goes further and beyond what was so far. We are gonna be 10000 people, a quality break for such a young band, which has such an impact on the masses right now, that it's better those masses cannot reach that easily their prophets anymore. I just wanna share their self-referential definition: "We are the best, we're the toughest and no one can have a go at us, nor onto a stage, neither on any ring!" Yeah, I guess no one can beat them about being humble, neither.
Anyway, reassured by now he will stay in the front line, my knight has newly realized that disregardeable thingie, that one about me, that I do exist as well, and he's again affable and thoughtful as usual: every time we chat, I feel so pleased, so into that that unlikely my normal way to be, I could even listen, just, and never speak unless asked for it.I'd listen to him for Centuries, indeed, but Centuries are way longer than the brief space of weeks we can have till I'll fly away.
Jill still speak a very correct and flowing Italian, which is an evidence of his sharp and skilled brain, since my language is all but easy to learn, and thinkin of my sentence to him about it like it could have praised him highly, I state that I won't ever be capable to mantain my English as good as his Italian still once I'll be back to Florence.
What a mistake... now he's so lookin sad.
I must have become something valuable in his eyes, eyes so wonderfully created by God, eyes now blurred of melancholy, down there on the street concrete, or maybe... low there to catch the shape of my hands...Oh dear, what are you thinkin? are you maybe regretting things you have never even called yours yet? Oh, you tender, most tender young man, why if I think so, I feel my heart is burning?
Now you are scrutinizing me , and I feel so uplifted, and it is so unnatural, since I barely stand to take the direct look of your eyes within mines, your eyes are capable of stealing out from me all other thoughts I may have, while now, no.. Now I can take them, and penetrate you to find deep behind that lusting green all words you've never spoken with me, but you would have liked to.
This feeling of expanding and spreading warmth of joy within me, and the universe around dissolves and fades away: weak echoes of others's conversations are wasted in this personal air we share, they get wasted just in the middle of a nowhere land. Everything which could appear impossible to be ignored is now exactly in front of me, and I am caught within, so involved that I feel like a star sparkling for the first time, like a kitten opening eyes to life.I want all this, but now that I want it, fear arises and wipes all magic away; no, I can't send wrong messages out this way, and then all things gain back their weightin, neat look, there's the pressure of reality which cannot be forgotten, and I try to step back, but it's just too late: hand which blocks and ties me, the other which pulls ahead my body, with decision, like they have to break resistence with a force, which is after all unrequested. I want it too.
Let's make this happen, it is meant to.
If this is a special day , then I want something really special to remember as well. Jill knows he's not gonna steal Stefano's place, cos no one could, he doesn't really want that place, maybe, he realizes it is not his own place, but now all this, it doesn't matter in this we're makin unique now, a sweet kiss kidnapped from our reciprocal hesitations, which makes us feel one another's so vividely, so touchingly. I think I did never receive a kiss like this before.
"Now you can make me bleed due to slaps... "he whispers with a celestial silky voice,"But I wanted this since first time I saw you..."
In the end, this doesn't come as a shockin revelation. In the end, I am so happy about this I cannot detach from him.
"You, and your glorious smile, that contagious gaiety, your mesmerizing, magic eyes: everything you are sticked onto my mind from the very first moment you came into my life..."
Gotta say something, I got to..."Jill, you know that I..."
"Please, don't speak.I know. Don't mention his name, there's already so many facts, time, and how things are about us, which are obstacles to every kind of dream I could have of me and you as a couple. Time will erase my hopes anyway, time is so limited for us, that I couldn't tolerate about sharing it also with ghosts of far away people. You are talkin about someone who's not here, who's not thinkin of you now, not like I do, not like I could...He's not here with you, but I am and now I'll look so much like a loser, when I say my feelings for you are so wide and strong which I can take yours are not as deep, as long as I can worship you, freely and openly, at least for this brief time we can have together..."