BIRTHDAY, LITTLE PRINCE
.
February 6, 2008, Six years have passed .... Six years of joys, sorrows, adventures, laughter, jokes, Scazzi, Six years have passed and you now have eighteen.
You have entered fully into that world as "adults." Shit, your just a matter purely registry. Mentally you're already ahead. Look at everyone from the top of your maturity and this, believe me, I'm really proud.
I've seen you grow.
I saw you make choices that made you laugh and choices that you have disappointed.
I've hugged and I left to embrace.
I looked at you abandon a passion and discover a stronger one.
I saw you fight and earn the admiration of people older than you.
I've seen you work and sweat on what you love.
And in two days I'll see you blow the candles eighteen we all seek.
These are just words.
The facts are that I, now, at a distance of 700 km from you, I still tremble with anxiety for the message that was clear after midnight. I weep for joy for that year more than you and I am sure, with very few (or even no) regrets. I smile at a monitor as I write, because I know that laugh that I have imprinted in my mind, in two days I will see her again.
You're the best, little prince.
Never forget that you want an infinite good, and that nothing and no one can ever change what I feel.
you a little piece of my heart and my soul and you're a great friend.
