I was jealous of him,
He could talk about his fears and issues like it was nothing
While even thinking about what I feared the most killed me
He talked about his dreams like they weren't far away
As if he could do anything and get through anything
He wasn't the type to express his emotions easily
I never knew what he was thinking
I never even found out if he loved me
I remember when he asked me what my dreams were and I said that he was my dream in human form
I could talk for days about his expression
He looked shocked and afraid
I wonder if he was afraid to be loved or feeling love.
Of course I never saw him after that,
It makes me wonder if his in Italy making his dreams come true
Or if all his fears finally caught up to him
One thing I know for certain is that some dreams are not meant to come true and there's nothing I could do about that.
