Tag: France

You look the same as ever.
Things have gone pretty well these past few years.
You look prosperous!
You’ve changed!
Let’s get out of here to talk.
It’s really good to see you.
The same as you, stupid.
What are you doing here?
It was her own fault.
Where are you going?
I’m fine!
You needing a day off?
I just wondered what day it was.
I didn’t have anything.
I was running away, and I didn’t want to go back.
It was long ago and far away.
He had been a boy of his time and place.
The world sounded like such a strange place.
How did it happen?
Everyone was used to this and thought nothing of it.
They looked at each other.
I never really go anywhere.
I never know where you’ve gone.
I thought we were making progress.
What choice do I have?
You’re not leaving now, are you?
I really did think you were gone this time.
You thought I had left.
He stood there a minute longer.
I’m always sad to wake up.
Everywhere you look, there is a sign of life.
Here is how life is best lived.
What’s the other half of things?
It wasn’t meant to be a joke.
I finally knew what was mine.
Sometimes it just feels like time fleeing.
This has been a long time coming.
After that, he came untethered and wandered south.
He went around the block for the dozenth time.
A universe upside down.
His compass is attuned only to absence, to abandonment.
He is not sure which direction to take.
What the hell does that mean?
For no place is ever truly ours and ours alone.
Ours is a story of constant discomfort.
That is why I am here.
And, for a time, they were happy.
It was in moments like this.
He has dreaded this moment.
I have something to show you.