My dear friends of the heart (as a child, I used to write to Santa Claus asking for the gift I most wanted to receive). This year, instead, I've decided to write to you friends who are good and patient with me, to tell you things I've carried inside for so long and that my shyness keeps me from saying out loud.
Maybe that's why I seem cold to you. I want you to know that you are truly special to me because you've never acted like bossy friends. You've always been responsible toward me. I care deeply about you and I admire your strength. You've helped me in the difficult moments of my life. You friends have been there for me.
You are my dearest friends in the world. Life is a constant struggle. In my life, I can always count on you, no matter when. Life has a thousand difficulties and fears to overcome. Finally I met you friends who accepted me even though I'm always leaving. I hope our friendship lasts. With you I've shared everything.
You give me so much love, and that is enough for me. God has given us so many beautiful things to share with our foreign brother who has escaped his country where there is war. I feel good with you friends. But where do you get all this energy? I don't know about you, but these words gave me goosebumps.
I really like it when we gather at Fede e Luce and talk about everything. Today was truly a special day: I performed in a play of Pinocchio, my mom and dad were there, and it was very beautiful for me.
I hope these words aren't lost to the wind. Sorry if I talk a lot, but what can I do? I still need you friends who have never left me alone. I like all kinds of music.
I'm not very good with words. I didn't expect so much warmth and love at the same time. You've filled the emptiness in my life. I don't want to be a burden to you. I don't want to be a weight or a second choice.
I have butterflies in my stomach. I'm afraid of being alone, and thanks to you, I never am. You changed my life. This is the story of my real life. It's beautiful to have dreams. I wish I had a family of my own.
What's wrong with having dreams? Fede e Luce, for me, is happiness and respect for others.
Piercosimo Lacirignola, Fasano - Mari e Vulcani