Here it is my story:
Oh, this light! This light that makes my heart beat faster! This light that warms my soul! Now I’m crying. Long tears are falling down on my face, now, thinking of him… I’m just human, after all, no matter how much I try to say I’m different. I have my memories, my dreams, thoughts, pains and wishes. I have all of them, just like every one! I’m only human, no matter how much I can endure!
This light! I remember him every day and his scent haunts me almost every single moment of my life. I’m struggling, I’m desperately trying to find out a way to chase his trace, his shadow, his ghost, his memory…, I want this beautiful creature he is out of my mind! Everything is so long gone, but his presence is still here, within me!
This light! This light makes the world smaller, and so it is indeed, this light makes the world look different. I don’t know why, but right now I’m looking at me just like being in a movie. I’m walking in this incredible light and I don’t know where I’m going, I don’t know for sure… What I know is that I have to stop here, to take the bus. To take a bus. So I stopped. I’m looking around and I can’t stop wondering about this light… the air is condensed, it is like honey, deeply flavored.
The air is now solid all over me, but I can still breathe… There are people here, and this makes me extremely nervous. So, I pull my hood down and I turn on my heels. I’ll go right there … to this little square. Look! There’s a little bench, I’ll go there… No, another one, behind that tree… and there’s somebody sitting. Oh, I hate this! I just want a little place to be alone. It gets on my nerves, this situation! I say this in French in my mind, I always love to say this in French: “Il me tape sur les nerfs!” Well, I can’t remember exactly how to spell this, but … I simply adore the way it sounds! It makes me feel better.
Now, the next frame of my movie. The distant bench. The man sitting there. Really, it doesn’t matter! I’ll go to sit for a while, anyway. He is not looking at me, but I can see, my presence disturbed him. That’s quite nice! Hm! I’m annoying, isn’t it?! So, he should go! Just go! Well, in my dreams! No, of course he is not leaving! And, even worse, he wants to start talking! Actually, he is trying to open his mouth, but I won’t let him. I’m looking at me asking to keep silence, with the deepest and the most serious voice ever used to express a prayer in this world! I cannot bear a single word! I just want to be alone with him, that one in my thoughts! Dear God, everything depends on this! And the stranger doesn’t want to shut up! I’m terrified, he’s speaking. I think my head will simply crack. Once again, just like in a movie, I’m waiting to see his words hitting me, but he…he is asking me to talk! He wants me to talk, to say something, anything: “Just break the silence, lady.” And I don’t know, I swear I don’t know, I can’t find any reason for this, but I start talking. And I talk, and talk and talk…and then, I suddenly stop: “In a dream, last night, I was one of the saddest people in the world”. I get up from the bench and I leave.
The air is liquefied in my eyes, but I’m still breathing… And in this blinding light, I can see the stranger following me. He is holding my hand in deep silence.
On the empty road, the air is ethereal now. In the light, we are still walking … all of us, two strangers and forever with them, their shadows.
My dears, you are all amazing! Great to read your creations!
