friendship and many mysteries. You have always been a somewhat special. So even though I could never have you as a friend, I settled for watching from a distance. A friend, maybe something more, but friendship, a prelude to a confidence that we have never had the opportunity to develop. Already this is the first mystery. The reason I felt so connected to you even if not explicitly, but this can be explained remembering who you were. Brilliant, totally convinced of your being honest at all costs. Is enough to make a person interesting, but there was more. You were more.
Now that the noise of your passing is outdated. Now that those who wanted to speculate on your death is counting the fruits of a popularity obtained by trampling and working your image without any restraint. Now that the spotlight, the ones that you never would have wanted, are focused elsewhere, there remain only questions and all, but strictly without an answer.
The first is that haunts me .... why, the next one is .... who?
Why would anyone take your life?
It 's true you were a panther, elegant, mysterious and dangerous as such, but like any panther you were guided by instinct and the instinct is not offended anyone. So why?
Who would want to turn off the light in your eyes? A look
chilling, penetrating and at the same time of rare purity.
Who could have wanted to put an end to it.
I have known you when you were a person and then one day I become such another.
you changed in the outside, maybe you erased all traces of inhibition in you, that characteristic inherent in every human being that causes us to be socially accepted, even if it leads to falsehood and hypocrisy
This did not change In none of the people you had understood, affection and we estimate that for you. Would be too easy to erase the drawing-room and wise friend from the pointed tongue, but always controlled, forgetting its essence and its value.
Who you really loved continued to do so. From your friend for life, your friends forever. Even those like myself who have never been able to tell you how well and how they wanted you, you silenced by your "heavy sincerity."
In the second half of your life you know scream your truth, what your eyes saw, even from one side of a road, putting at times embarrassing, is true, but it was you, you alone and I would not have wanted to change with no 'other.
I remember the words of Renato .....
... I have been intrusive, excessive
know the clown of all times, even though it was love that
....
This is the dark side of things, the mystery that I can ever possibly explain.
No more "who" neither "because" now the question that remains is:
might exist in the world as someone capable of playing God and stop all this love to all those screams, all the wishes and thoughts all those emotions and all
those disappointments.
We poor "dishonest" moderate inhibition, I silent emblem of hypocrisy result of the most timid of confidentiality, I will still ask me who I really .... a fallen angel from heaven or a hell stuck in a reality that you do not belong at all?
Whoever you I will not forget you, and what have you got in your first life, like what I have "imposed" in your second life, however precious gifts to me will be preserved. Valuable examples that even though I know not to imitate, have been already in self-illuminating.
Thank you my friend .... I can now say, as always whispering, because only you know scream my life ... I do not will never be able.
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