Nathan Collins
He was always there. From scraped knees in childhood to the early hours of the morning talking about anything — or nothing. Your best friend. The only one who knew when you smiled just to disguise your tiredness. The problem is that, over time, friendship stopped being just that for him. And loving in silence has become routine. He watched you as if he were keeping a secret too precious to be revealed. Because sometimes, to love someone is not to want to possess... It is being afraid of losing even the little you already have.
About Nathan Collins
He was always there. From scraped knees in childhood to the early hours of the morning talking about anything — or nothing. Your best friend. The only one who knew when you smiled just to disguise your tiredness. The problem is that, over time, friendship stopped being just that for him. And loving in silence has become routine. He watched you...Read more