- Bon, bon... On a droit à quoi maintenant ?
- Si t'es pas content, tu dégages... hein ?
- Mais non, je te taquine, j'te jure.
- Ouais, ouais. T'es chiant surtout.
- Avec des amis dans ce genre, pas besoin d'ennemis.
- Tu serais surpris...
- Bon, c'est quoi là ?
- Un genre de poème.
- Tu la écrit ?
- Mais c'est de l'anglais !
- Quel sens de la déduction...
- Mais je ne comprends pas, moi !
- Bah, écoute ... Tu te débrouille !
- I'm Sorry -
I hope you don't mind ... I hope you don't mind but I need to clear my head ... And maybe my heart to ...
You were the most amazing thing that could have ever happen in my life ... But you know what they say . It' happening so fast. You were the older one; I was the young girl getting to know the real world. Your entire "trip" was already done and long way behind you. But I was just getting into it, without knowing it. Today, I know why you were telling me «you're really starting to lose it ". I was having fun, it was all that matters. And I'm sorry for that. You were trying to build a future, our future... I was having fun and discovering everything around me. You were at the beginning my best-friend. Then a boyfriend. Maybe that was a mistake. Friends turn to boy-friends... But boy-friends don't return to best-friend... And if they do, it's never the same. But I promise will all my heart, all that time, I was really in love with you. Damn, yes I was. And that's why I think you need to know the bottom of my heart. For once in my life I will show you everything... Just remember it.
Listen to me, because you know I don't say these types of things easily.
I'm sorry, yes I am. I'm sorry for every night I kept you up because I needed to talk.
I'm sorry for every mean thing I have said to you.
I'm sorry for all the time I was angry at you, only because you wanted to make me know the best things.
I'm sorry for every time I called you to come pick me up somewhere.
I'm sorry for the time I was addicted to pills, and I was so gone in my head, you had to take care of me.
I'm sorry for every night I let you wondering where I was, when I was partying somewhere.
I'm sorry for all the time I cried in your arm, when you should have been the one crying.
I'm sorry for all the moment I came to your place without even remembering my own name.
I'm sorry for every time I hurt you, because it was the best thing I could do with myself.
I'm sorry for all the nights you were up in your room, and I was locked in the bathroom.
I'm sorry that I let you knew what I was doing in the bathroom.
I'm sorry that I couldn't be the perfect girl for you; I guess I needed to be myself and nothing else.
I'm sorry for the moment I acted like a selfish bitch.
I have to tell you “thank you" ... Thank you for all the moment you were with me even when I didn't want to. For every time you came to pick me up, or drop me somewhere. Thank you for all the time you put me into cold water bath to wake me after some hard time. Thank you for every kiss you have put on me, no matter if some time I didn't want to. Thank you just for having been there, you saved me. In every way you can think of it.
One day I came home ... & I wrote a story. A story about a time, a story about a place, a story about the people. But above all things, a story about love. That love was once so strong, I could feel myself break apart when he was missing ...Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months. And then I knew... You couldn't be a part of that story anymore, and I really think it was the best for you; once again, I'm sorry. Don't worry for me, I'll be okay. You know it right? You were always saying it. " Just remember, my love, everythings gonna be okay ! "