Endless Dream

Secondary school: you become friends with another schoolmate, and one day after school, you give him a ride home, only to discover that you live on the same street. Soon, you're spending more and more time with each other, and sharing so much of yourselves and your lives. He becomes so much more than a friend to you. Shortly before Christmas, a couple of years later, he comes by to tell you that his family has decided to emigrate, but promises are made to stay in touch and, heartbroken though you may be, you both have little choice in the matter. Years go by, with no word from your friend, and you never quite shake the worry about whether he made it safely, how he is doing, if he yet lives or not, and the ghosts of everything you shared still linger. The love you felt for him has nowhere to go, it only grips you tighter, slowly squeezing the breath from your lungs. Then, one day, you decide to pour it all out; and from that love, emerges a work that encapsulates everything you didn't know if you would ever be able to say: how safe he made you feel with him; loved; seen; respected; and most of all, happy, to have known and loved him at all.