Because I could never be able to find a better pair than this.

Because I could never be able to find a better pair than this.
Because it all started on september third two thousand and nine. My flight for New York was planned for a departure at eleven o'clock. He came four hours in advance to make sure he would catch a glimpse of my face. Not through a screen, just me, reality. Smiles & more smiles. Tears of joy & camera flashes. "C'est ce vol là mademoiselle". I left. You cried tears of dispare. I cried, listening to "Broken Strings", "Jayjay" & "Ennavaley" round and round as I flew to this London you were in two weeks before me. I wrote my sadness on 'throw-up paper bags' said how much I loved you, how much I missed you and all the beautiful things you brought me. And then came the week-end boosters. "Tu me reboost pour la semaine". And then my heart dismantled itself, August had been hard, September was an obstacle, but you were the key that helped me through it. We laugh, we smile, we guess, identical twins, from different parents. Strange feeling of reconition in someone else. Strange sens of knowing, of pre-seen. People say we shouldn't, that we aren't ment to be, but I don't assume that everyone has the chance to find that special person who is exactly like them on everything except their gender. I believe. "Moi j'y crois" . "Ne baisse pas les bras mon ange". I felt like I cared again, that someone cared for me again. Lighting up that candle again. Then you introduced to me to your family members, sisters, then mother, father, cousins , uncle, friends . You offered me in a few weeks a new family, one that looked united and strong; showing the family values I believe in. Then, we started the countdown. Days passed, our love grew, our strength with it. Nerves kicked in, adrenaline rush as we said "J-01". Snow storm & cancellation of my flight. Our plans out the window. Tears & more tears. I'm sorry. "C'est pas grave ma puce" . No it's not okay. I'm sorry, really sorry. I had been waiting for this monday twenty first of december two thousand and nine for so long; feel your skin slip throug my fingers, your breath gently touching my neck and your eyes staring at mine in a troubling manner. But now, I have the cards. I have something prepared for you, don't know what yet but you'll see. My x-mas present a little late. Thanks to my two wonderful sisters in law. Wait and see. For now simply remember these simple words: nane unnai kathalikuren enda kutty.

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# Postato lunedì 21 dicembre 2009 13:06

Modificato sabato 26 dicembre 2009 16:16

# Postato domenica 06 dicembre 2009 18:07

Le bonnet rouge a fait la serpière.


-` Projet Noweliens :
______` Venir en France ? J'espère.
______` Les voir ♥
______` Shopper les boutiques :)
______` Dépenser pour eux.
______` Rire, sourir , oublier, noyer :)

Bonnes fêtes en avance .

My little sister says: "Le père noël est une ordure, il voudra jamais me donner ma Nintendo DS !"
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# Postato domenica 29 novembre 2009 08:36






BLANC sans "N" ca fait BLANC (black)
Comme quoi sans HAINE on est tous égaux.

# Postato giovedì 26 novembre 2009 13:14

I BELIEVE I CAN FLY !
Mon frère tu es tombé du vélo hein !
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# Postato martedì 24 novembre 2009 20:51

Modificato giovedì 26 novembre 2009 13:08