Do you remember sitting in Assisi?
The bench was cold but we didn't complain
Hot chocolates and smiles kept us warm
And the breath-taking view left us... well, breathless
It definitely made it hard to have a conversation
No words seemed adequate compared to those hills
But - and I don't know if you feel the same -
There was something about the air,
Something about the whole situation
That made me feel that being there, with you,
Was the only place in the world I wanted to be
I mean, not in a romantic way, coz frankly, that's gross
And I don't mean any offence but I know you understand
Because you always seem to understand
A lot more than I can understand anything, especially myself
But being your friend has helped me to learn
That understanding yourself does not have to be a solo fight
And I know you're always hearing me talking
About how much I want to find love, to have someone to "be with"
But right there, for those one or two hours
(I really can't remember because that time with you was timeless)
I felt like it didn't matter, that you were all I needed
For that night, I was content
I remember walking out to that playground,
Joking around the slide and climbing things
Your laugh is one of the most magical noises;
The soundtrack to your face
It was honestly one of those times, those few times in life
When I realised, in full, just how lucky I was
To be alive, to be in Italy, and to have you as a friend
Adding your comment:
! I am downright flattered by your extremely generous comment 
