why is everyone giving up on me?

since when is it ok to surrender? since when is it permitted to doubt? since when is it unacceptable to listen or try to understand?

the difficult part, like always, is not to arrive on that fabled beautiful deserted island, with that fabled someone special. the difficult part is to figure out how to return. because you burnt all those bridges. even those infamous fabled ones.

i can't go forward. i can't return.

i can't leave. and i can't stay.

if i say i've learnt my lesson,

you will only go on to teach me another one.

patience is a virtue. i read that somewhere.

i can pick up socks off the bathroom floor a thousand times. i can stay awake till 4 am for you to come home. i can cook endless plates of food and stock the fridge with countless bottles.

i can write a thousand lines for you and sing hundreds of songs. i can smile at you forever. i can look into your eyes for all eternity. i can sleep peacefully on your shoulder for always. i can stay in your arms and receive your kisses until you tire of them. i can give myself up to you until the sun stops shining.

forgive me please,

for nobody taught me how to be patient.

does the sun shine ?

the last time i saw you, you had angry eyes.

you were angry that the sun never shines when we need it. and that it never rains in the desert. and that after a visit to the beach, there is sand just everywhere.

so i turned the world around for you. now the nights are hotter than day. the cold seeps in through the windows. and the sun shines when you want it to.

now your eyes are calm.

but i know

that calm eyes are followed by stormy hearts.

you can certainly win if you cheat.

but who will you play with

if i'm gone ?

si tu m'oblige de marcher toute seule,

tu seras tout seule si je décide de marcher.