Why I loved this movie so much

I relate a lot myself to this movie, I lost the person I loved in a tragic way, I understand completely what Charlie is going through, sometimes I like to pass by the house of my “friend” or the places we used to go waiting to see him, it’s been more than 10 years since I lost him, some days –like this weekend- I wake up anxious and happy, and before I open my eyes I pray to God to let me wake up and find out that this years have been just a bad dream, that I’m gonna wake up and he will be there, but my prayers are never heard, and everytime I try this I hurt myself more and more.

But, unlike Charlie, no one knew about he and me, so it’s a secret I keep to myself, with no one to share, no one to listen, no one understands why I still cry when I talk about him, no one knows that a part of me died with him.

Fun Fact: I’ve never dreamed of him, I’ve never seen his face not even in dreams, sometimes I dream that he’s looking at me, but I can’t never see him straight to his eyes.