La Donna

Fettucini Alfredo

God Tony..three years later and I still miss you. Everyone thinks I should be moving on, but I can't. I tried, Tony, I tried. Last night I went out to dinner with the friend of a friend. We went to Spellini's, you know, where you and I used to always go. You would have the Lasagna ("Just like Mamma's!") and I would have the fettucini alfredo. I had the fettucini. It turned to sawdust in my mouth. He was a nice guy, and good looking, but he was no you. He had a salad. How can a man be a man if he eats no meat?

Tony, why aren't you here with me? This job, it makes me feel so dead inside, so alone; like there's no one I can trust.I wake up in the middle of the night and when you're not there I still half expect you to just be in the bathroom. For a few moments, while I wait for you to come back, I'm happy again. But then I remember...

You were always so full of life, you always made me feel so alive, and so wonderful, so loved. Tony, I miss you. I can't enjoy anything without you. Why did you have to leave?