Sometimes dreams became true

02.02.09
When you are a child you always believe that dreams are possible. You imagine better things than the ones you have at home, you really believe that peace is possible, you wait for the old fat man dressed in red on the Christmas Eve, you think that you can change the world.
Once you grow up you discover that things are not so easy to change; your parents explain you that the chimney is not big enough for “the fat man”; wars are constantly on TV and you realize that perfect real love doesn’t exist.
After some years you meet someone in your life that really makes you feel different. You don’t know why and probably you could not understand your feelings. But something inside you has changed. Because you are too young and too stupid, you simply deny the evidence. You are not able to change the world because you think you cannot.
Once you realize you did something wrong in your past…obviously is too late. You spend nights and days thinking on why we cannot change our past, and you accept that our mistakes help us to grow up.
Inside of you it appears a kind of magic image. You’ve decided to invent your own world. You feel worse if you do that but you cannot do anything else. Now it’s not simply a friend, a loyal mate or a lover. It’s more than that: you’ve created your own idol. A perfect person, a perfect friend, a perfect human being.

Years have past. Things have changed. Life is different. And now you appear again. It’s like the light on a dark day, it’s like the sun for a small flower, it’s like the air for someone who cannot breath. You know that things are the way they are, things cannot be changed but only the idea of speaking to you again…it means that sometimes dreams became true.