When the heart weighs heavy on the soul, you listen to what it has to say. Even if it's saying you're missing something. Even if that something you're missing doesn't depend on you alone. Even so, you have to listen.
I didn't mark the calendar, but I remember the exact day we met. You could say it was a happy coincidence, as a member of my family had been born early that morning.
It was August, middle of the summer, so of course it was a sunny day. And there she came, into my life, a perfect crystal prism. I held it up to the sun and, splash, there was color everywhere.
As simple as that, that's the difference she makes in my world. The difference between monochrome and the rainbow.
It was August, middle of the summer, so of course it was a sunny day. And there she came, into my life, a perfect crystal prism. I held it up to the sun and, splash, there was color everywhere.
As simple as that, that's the difference she makes in my world. The difference between monochrome and the rainbow.
J'ai saisi l'allusion.
Naivety and helplessness beget a shiver of tenderness in me. Tenderness in others just fucking breaks my heart, for some reason.
She drives a hard bargain and an old car. Or so she claims, I'm more inclined to think she might be a big softie, deep down. Maybe not even that deep down. But I can see she likes to do things right, and she knows a deal is a deal. Negotiations take time, and we should take ours.
There were several, if not infinite, possibilities. Best case scenario, they were both on the same page and, no, they weren't scared at all. It was delicate, they had to watch their step in case they slipped through the cracks. You never know.
Je crois que j'ai enfin trouvé la bonne. C'est vraiment dommage que le moment était et encore est inopportun.
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