I felt like I was watching a dream I’d never wake up from. Before I knew it, the dream was all over.
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Red lipstick & Prevert, mes roses surréalistes
Roses! This is such a cliche. I remember the few times that I received this kind of gift and nobody gave me another kind of flower, a tulip or a margarita could be fine but in my whole life I’ve been received roses! I’ve never thought about it but a week ago Vincent gave me 3 beautiful roses, without any special reason and I liked it. But red roses for me are related with death… My beloved cat died and I’ve got a red rose and I cried… Now I’ve got 3, my mind it’s not here.
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L’amour et la musique française.
I met a french guy 4 months ago, he amazed me with his blue eyes, his way of thinking and many other things! I didn’t recognize the feeling before, but I used to love to talk with him in French, sometimes in Spanish or just stay with him and drink, draw something. We love to be together and that was obviously something special that we didn’t hide.
I am so visual you know? I like to watch beautiful things, portraits, drawings, movies, the sky, the sea… And I’ve found that he is one of the most beautiful visions that I’d ever had, wake up and find his eyes and smile. It seems like Ely Guerra wrote “Ojos claros, labios rosas” for a guy like my Vincent.
Vincent avec pas-chat
I was so blue when I met him that he shared with me a song in french that I didn’t understand but he explained me the lyrics… Now it’s so clear! The song is “Serre-moi” by Tryo. When I listened it again in December (few weeks ago) I knew that I had to turn off the page of my life.
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