“Can I tell a secret?” He said.
……..
“I’ll never have you.”
………
“You’re too much for me. You’ll find someone else.”
And that was that.
(6 janvier 2021)

Do you remember the first time we met? It was in the métro and you were not interested.
But you know what I saw?
The eyes. Those eyes. Oh those eyes. It was too much to handle. The kind, which make us blush. Look away briefly. And sneak peak after a few seconds.
I never saw them again.
(19 20 février 2020 ? , métro parisien.)

Can you tell me what is difficult? Can you tell me if I am doomed to repeat history?
I never got an answer….
(14 mai 2019)

Entre ciel et toi, commence l’histoire. Mais à quelle fin cette douleur de cette nuit? Pas une nuit…. Les rayons de lumières, lueurs de tracés sur ce marbre de bleu transparent. Une faute dans ce champs, une brillance dans un tunnel avec mes doigts, qui s’étirent jusqu’aux coins de la chambre. Le tombeau. Sans issu. Sans fenêtre. Sans ouverture. Une seule porte qui se présente qu’à un tour…..
(Pas la fin. 20 février 2021)

If you are too much for him, then he surely will never be enough for you. You remain a brief but delightful moment in time, and nothing more. Row the boat back out to sea and fish again…
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Thank you Paul! It’s just a verse on my past experiences.
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