23 avril 2008
Did someone say "spring"?
It's just like the rain is never going to stop. Every sunrise is missing, replaced by a grey coat lying over the growing day. And I almost feel the drops like a shiver down my spine. I try to work, try to forget that no hour, no minute, no second is coming back. I have to finally get on the train of this scary life of mine.
There's no alternative.
(And somewhere, inside, I'm still hoping for some ray of light)
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In France so, we don't what means the word "spring"...
No spring but love...
I kiss you,
not once,
not twice,
but many many times.
Yours,
SirCrimson
I hope we'll have some spring when you'll be here. But it will be good to have you at my side anyway, even with rain.
Sometimes I imagine you, a little boy, during that other spring... a real one... in 68...
Kisses, A.
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