TOO MUCH
When I was a teenager, I dreamed of being another to meet me!
You're right, I was a little asshole but it didn't last.
One day I met Marina.
Marina Baie des Anges, I call her because in her eyes I see sometimes the sky, sometimes the sun.
Smarter than a Nobel Prize, prettier than all the Miss Universes put together but uprooted!
As you gently pull a flower out, one day my mother came back from the employment office with a beautiful 18-year-old girl!
I was 15 when Marina put her suitcase and freedom with us.
Mother-in-law nicknamed her "Handyman"
Marina and I also found a nickname for my mother.
We secretly called her "Madame Good at nothing"
Very quickly realized that what Marina was going through was unfair and sad.
Born under X, she had only known foster families and she had to fall into mine!
While I took tennis lessons, lounged by the pool with my girlfriends, she worked from dawn until night.
Yes, but at night she painted masterpieces in her maid's room, which was smaller than my dressing room.
Home, recreation, rest, she didn't even know what that meant.
Her concepts had suffered too much, she had become a prisoner.
Diametrically opposed destinies!
Oh yeah, so how come one fine morning we adopted each other!
Hand in hand, we found ourselves on the same path, we ran away.
Mom had a hives attack when her friends found out!
His darling daughter with her maid, ignominy!
THE ADO OF YESTERDAY
This morning, I came across this ad in the You Tube ad notifications.
Editor is looking for young girls who forgot their diaries in a closet in the villa "Rémi et Julienne" in Juan les Pins during the summer of 1972
It was about me, Marina, our secrets, and this guy seemed to have forgotten that almost half a century had passed since then!
At the time, in a notebook, Marina left her emotions in turquoise ink and I answered in purple ink! MESSENGER before the hour.
A blessed period, when I had renounced my bourgeoisie to live on music and become a muse, when Marina had made a name for herself in the art world, she who had until then been only a first name.
Today I am 15 + 48 years old
The distant escape in time and backwards that this editor offers me scares me.
Before I came across this ad, it seemed to me that I was stuck between my 15 and 18 years.
I took 48 years in the face in a few seconds
Yes, but what if it all started all over again today?
Anyway, I'd have to answer this weird past-loving editor first and Marina agree, so … Once upon a time ♥