I remember it exactly, it was on may 15th. Spring was late to arrive and rain clouds were gathering. And you were screaming...
And of course you were accepted. You left Boston and move to live in Paris. A small apartment on a street in the Faubourg Saint-Denis.
I showed you my neighborhood, my bars, my school, I introduced you to my friends, my parents.
I listened to you as you learned your lines.
I listened to you singing, your hopes.
Your desires.
I listened to your music.
And you listened to mine.
You listened to my italian, german, russian.
I gave you a walkman and you gave me a pillow.
And then one day, you kissed me.
Time passed.
Time raced.
And everything seemed so easy.
So simple.
Free.
So new and unique.
We went to the movies.
We went dancing.
Shopping.
We laughed.
You cried.
We swam, we smoked.
We shaved.
From time to time you screamed.
Without reason.
Sometimes with reason.
Yes, sometimes with reason.
I walked you to the conservatory.
I studied for my exams.
I listened to your singing, to your hopes.
Your desires.
I listened to yor music.
And you listened to mine.
We were close.
So close.
Even closer.
We went to the movies.
We went swimming.
We laughed together.
You screamed.
Sometimes with reason.
And sometimes without.
Time passed.
Time raced.
I walked you to the conservatory.
I studied for my exams.
You listened as I spoke italian, german, russian french.
I studied for my exams.
You screamed.
Sometimes with reason.
Time passed, without reason.
You screamed.
Without reason.
I studied for my exams.
Exams, exams...
Time passed
You screamed.
You screamed, you screamed...
I went to the movies.
Forgive me.