Errances

La tempête fait rage. Le vent souffle tant qu’il fait trembler les murs, il se glisse partout dans un bruit infernal. La pluie s’abat en trombe au dessus de nos têtes et frappe le toit et les fenêtres, comme si elle voulait s’inviter à rentrer dans nos chambres. Elle va réussir à s’infiltrer c’est sur! Parfois, tout s’arrête. On est plongés dans un redoutable silence. Enfin, c’est fini… Ah non pas du tout, une bourrasque plus violente encore se heurte à la maison dans une détonation. On à presque l’impression que tout va exploser. On ne voit rien, on ressent tout.

You were something. We grew up together, we’ve been together through good and bad. You were here from day one, ever since i stepped this country, you helped me live, you helped me survive. You were here at 5 i fell in love at 5. Next thing i know i was yours. Baby; sacred word. 3omre; killer word. Irreplaceable. Jamelo; key word. Fell deep. I fell deep for you my bestfriend.

Candyville is our first and last stop apparently. This is how our cycle ends. Happy ending ? Is it?

You were something, you still are something, and you’ll always be.

It’s been four years my friend, four years where i couldn’t hang up the phone without the sweetest reminder ever; i love you Sall. You wouldn’t let me go if i didn’t say it back. You knew me so well. You still do. You still know what’s right when it’s right and what’s wrong. You still feel the sad eyes and tear on the face. You still hear the crazy laughs and know that I’m laying on my back; only you know this. This is what’s so special about you.

But I also remember. The sweetest heart, the warmest hug, the beautiful smile, the lovy eyes, that sweet warm smell. Oh baby. The baby. My baby.

Now i can only wish you happiness through my tears and words. Wish you love and the brightest future. Wish you a her and them… them, lucky them. Is it going to be a she or a him ? Will she have my name ? Will you remember me through her eyes and sing to her what u sang to me once, twice, many times? Habibito batabito ? It’s true that I’ve always been needy, needy for your love and attention. Your attention. Your time. Your love. That time that was never enough for me.

I wish myself happiness after you. Love after this broken heart. Peace after this mess.

Today this cycle ends. I think that’s what we call T.H.E E.N.D

I wish I knew it was our last kiss. I wish I knew it was our last night. I wish I knew it was our last meal. I wish I knew it was out last hug. I wish I knew it was our last I love you. I wish I knew it was our last goodbye. I wish I knew it was the end of us.

Ntebih la halak albe. Bhebbak.

Range ça le mieux que tu peux
Faut pas que ça dépasse
Tout doit rester à l’intérieur

Tu vois c’est bien mieux comme ça.

3 octobre 2017

Je prends mon petit déjeuner.

j'entends, j'écoute et je vous trouve 

Cage cœur

Cache cœur
Tache au cœur
Mache son cœur
Crache ton cœur
Rage de cœur
on s’emprisonne dans des montagnes de peur.

Immobile, adossé au mur, il fixe le ciel.

Quand je prend less escaliers je compte les marches pour pas me faire chier

C’est bête non ?

-J’ai embrassé un chien parcequ’il avait quelque chose d’humain dans ses yeux

-Il s’est transformé en humain alors ??

-Non il est mort

C’est pas comme si la solitude ça se partageait.

peut-être que je posterais une photo plus tard

Alors là j’ai pas le temps de poster sur errances, je fais de la broderie.