To lose a dream

He had lost his motivation and his strengh when society took his chance to fullfill his dream. 'You are needed somewhere else.' his friends and family said. But his heart felt more lost than he had ever been. 
He took a café job. Met new people. Got close to them and wondered. 'Did I lost my dream to meet them? Did I had to lose my motivation just to get to know them? Did I had to lose knowledge to see them grow into people of this world? What are our relationships compared to my dream? What are their dreams compared to my dream? Can it be compared? Why do we know each other?'
'Maybe I am not the one you lost your dream for.' the café owner said. 'Maybe that one has still to come. Time and patience will let you learn.'
'I lost my patience with my dream.' he said. 
'Why are we close? Why do we know each other? I can not do else than bring you a drink. I do not fit you.' She poured down his drink and shoved a tosti with cheese under his face.
He replied 'even when we are not suited for each other, you are still the one my heart longs for everyday. I do not mind losing my dream, if it was for you. Do I lose you and my dream? How long do I have to wait for the one to pass?'
'Wait and you'll know.' She replied and walked away.