You, and your voice which still rings in my ears like a song that I would like to repeat forever
You and your hands which can break an entire world with just one touch.
You, and your words sometimes clumsy, sometimes accurate. Those words, which can open and close doors unto unknown places. Those exact words which make you dream and forget in just one second.
You, and your lying and actual innocence.
You, who seem naïve and innocent but as everybody has a dark angel who can sink the two of us.
You, who are young, warm and affable like an afternoon of wonderful sun in this beautiful city which brought us, not only a dream, but also an illusion.
You, who everyday become a new uncertainly.
You, who believe it or not, are an actor.
You, who don’t have any idea how to appraise the feelings that someone gives to you from the heart.
You, who sometimes are hypocrite, not only with yourself, otherwise with everybody else.
You, strange but known.
You, who make me love you and hate you in the same moment.
You, compulsive liar.
You, magical and extraordinary human being.
You, my complex boy who understands what “I love you” means but don’t take the risk to write it.
You, and your wonderful ability to paint a future in a picture which we don’t know if is going to survive over the years.
You, and your smile which can light even the darkest place on earth.
You, unfaingly, you.
