– She is in love.
– I don’t even know her!
– Oh, you know her.
– Since when?
– Since always.
– In your dreams.
Monthly Archives: April 2010
Who’s in charge of *love*…
Counting the lines;
the yellow
ones.
Fighting the motion;
the sickening
thoughts.
Waiting for the next song;
those upcoming
stops.
Smiling at the
graffiti;
and you
in my mind,
who breaks my heart;
not so distressful
after all.
Crying for the
dead grass
seized in between the same
lines;
dislike our parallel
lives.
… still wondering loud,
who’s in charge of our *love*?
S
Charlotte et Montréal
It was a chilly night when I found out that a favorite chanteuse of mine will be performing soon, not in Toronto but in Montréal… within a few minutes, I found myself behind this same screen, buying tickets for her second show in city, which happened this past weekend…
Montréal and everything it has to offer always make me smile… last weekend didn’t disappoint: my sunny demeanor started from the train ride accompanied by my love ones, continued straight on to corner cafes, on the streets, at jazz bars, at Charlotte’s gig, to the chug-chugging train back home…
I’ve always respected Charlotte Gainsbourg, not because of her iconic parents, but because of her own attitude and inner beauty, seen on big screens and felt through her music… the gig had my kind of atmosphere… great crowd… very intimate… and did I mention great songs?! I usually rate a live show based on my own experience and the level of good energy I got out of this one was right up there with the best of them!
I already miss Montréal and sense that another visit is on its way…
Soon!
The grateful *S*
…
Rewind…
Conversation #38
– You know what I want?
– What?
– To be kissed.
– Well I can do that.
The Underground Stories | Take Three
He is sitting on the other side of the train, looking good… as for me, I’m listening to Tori, reading the New Yorker article on Alba’s apartment… and in between, I take a glance (though a lingering one) at him while he is reading his paper.
S
…
A Room With A View
Sitting here, looking left at the *Gray* sky… watching a passing plane flying through the dancing clouds, wondering where it’s going to land… getting pumped up over my upcoming meeting with *David* in about a month (finally!)… and feeling more and more grateful than ever… this is when my mind interrupts and asks “fancy a cuppa coffee?”
… and the answer is a big YES and no less than that!
S
Conversation #37
– Can’t we walk together?
– I’m so ashamed.
– Why? You did it out of love, I assume.
– And what do you do, out of love?
– I ache… for who we were.