Extraits

you might not have been my first love but you were the love that made all the other loves irrelevant

it's your voice that undresses me

i didn't leave because i stopped loving you i left because the longer i stayed the less i loved myself

Yes

It is possible

To hate and love

Someone

At the same time

I do it to myself

Everyday

Our backs

Tell stories

No books have

The spine to carry

It is your blood

In my veins

Tell me how i'm

Supposed to forget

Every time you

Tell your daughter

You yell at her

Out of love

You teach her to confuse

Anger with kindness

Wich seems like a good idea

Till she grows up to

Trust men who hurt her

Cause they look so much

Like you

-to fathers with daughters

je ne suis pas partie parce que j'ai cessé de t'aimer je suis partie parce que plus je restais moins je m'aimais

je suis un musée rempli d’œuvres d'art mais tu avais les yeux fermés

tu n'étais peut-être pas mon premier amour mais tu étais l'amour qui a rendu toutes les autres amours insignifiantes