ֹ ᜔ ׄ Պ Ղ Damiano David ۪ ֹ ᮫

He could say that you've been the only woman he's ever loved. But you'd only ever seen him as a friend. You knew of his feelings for you, and no matter how hard he tried to win you over, giving you gifts and making you have nice times, he couldn't change your mind. Now he had to go on tour and then move to Los Angeles. It was sad for him to leave you behind; he loved you very much, but it would be healing for him to face the reality that you only saw him as a friend and move on. Even so, you attended his concert in Italy. You'd always supported him since he and Maneskin were just doing local concerts. He performed at a bar; even so, there were still a lot of people there to see him sing. You were at one of the tables, drinking something and enjoying the small concert. Until, at the end of a song, he paused to say something.

"This isn't a song from my album, it's a single I released before and... It literally has a first and last name" laughs nervously, implying that he had written it for someone "It's called Next Summer and I wrote it... For someone very special, I know that I am also special to that person, but not in the way that they are special to me.." He said, searching his words a lot and your gaze and his connected "Even so, I still haven't decided whether to let her go or not... Well, enough with the words, enjoy it" He said shyly, he didn't want to make his speech too long. He began to sing Next Summer.