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My Breakup with C

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We need to talk.

I’m not quite sure how to say this. I mean, there is no easy way to say this without someone getting hurt.

You can’t act as if it’s a big surprise. We’ve been on and off for a few months. I’ve expressed my unhappiness,  I said I would finally leave you once and for all. I thought I could ignore the signs, I was so happy,  remember how happy we were? I used to rise and  fall with you. I used to defend you when people talked bad about you, when people urged me to leave you.

We had some great times. You know I’ll never forget you, you were my everything for so many years.  I don’t want to end on bad terms, but I know that if we continue on this path we’re on, you are going to hurt me. I can’t afford that, I’m sorry.

I’ve got a confession to make.

I’ve been with someone else.

It started innocent, T helped me get to sleep, you kept me up all night.

T was there for me when I was sick and would make me feel better.

I felt calmer and  happier.

Soon enough, I started going to T when I wasn’t sick and in need of sleep. It became an everyday thing. I could feel myself missing you,  craving you, wanting to go back to you.  I remembered the good times but that’s all they are now, they’re just good times.

I’m sorry to throw away all of our years  together but I need to be away from you until we could go back to the way we used to be, once upon a time.

Goodbye Coffee,

A la prochaine,

De moi pour toi

What we used to be: a poem inspired by music.

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Bonsoir Mes Chers,

Often when i write, i listen to music.

Music is filled with memories, it is a collective story.

The songwriter has a personal connection, the perfomer has another and we  as audience have our own experience of it.

Music can inspire. It can bring back good memories. It can transport you to a moment in time and for those 3-5 mins, have you relive the memories which you have placed upon that song.

I sometimes imagine the story of a song unfold before my eyes.

Walking down the street in my nieghbourhood i was listening to a song by Neverending white lights‘  it’s called Theme from love will ruin. This is what came out.

I want to return to our lives.

I have visions of it.

I want to love you like the first days.

The first days of spring.

I want to fill the emptiness in my heart.

The void.

The unknown.

It aches.

It stirs.

I want to go back to singing and you pushing me on swings.

I want to laugh.

I want to dance with you all through the night.

I want to feel your feel and soar up to the sky.

I want to fly with you to the moon.

Circle the stars.

Drink the rain.

Dry ourselves with the sun’s radiant rays.

I want to.

I need to.

I don’t understand your thoughts.

I don’t understand your heart.

I don’t know you anymore.

Forgive me. Forgive me.

Here i am.

In your space.

In your face.

If you look at me.

Would you look at me?

If you speak to me.

Everything is over for us now.

It’s sad, a stranger is all that’s left.

A la prochaine,

De moi. pour toi.