The Boy I Never Saw

Let me tell you a story, don’t worry, it’s not long.
It’s the story of a boy. Not just any boy mind, this is the story of the boy I never saw.
He was so magical with his blue wings, and he came to me so many times. But I never saw him, not once, not ever.

Do you want to know why?

Now, let me tell you about this boy, because I think you’re going to like him.
The boy I never saw is the boy you never met. It’s the boy you dreamed of in your darkest dreams. It’s the boy that never came when you screamed into the night.

One day, the boy I never saw, he went away, and he came back no more. And I missed him, because even though I never saw him, I always knew he was right there.

He was the source of all the magic that plagued the sorry years of my youth, he made me smile when I was sad; he made me laugh when I was mad. He made me believe that I could soar. He made me realize that I could fly.

And so he did, to you.

The boy I never saw is here no more and I miss him, just the way you do. Because when he left, my dear, he left us both.

Do you want to know who it was?

The boy we never saw was the innocence of when we were kids. Have you seen him of late?

I’ve been chasing after him ever since, and I just heard that he’s around the corner. He’s waiting for you, and he’s waiting for me. He wants to hang out again.

Do you want to go?