Meet Titi, aka, L'ancien. He's another one of my buddies living in Flic-En-Flac. I met him via Tony.
People keep thinking that Titi's Antony's brother - which isn't very far from the truth. One of those days, I'll upload one of his improvised rap songs on my blog :)
"O Satan, my soul is broken and my heart is now of stone. I have nothing but the remaining tears of my heart to trade."
Hell was now full, and the dead started to walk the Earth. A drop of blood appeared near my eye, and the divine light withing me forever disappeared. The world became obscure, but beyond the darkness, I could see through the hearts of people. I envied their lustful heartbeat - I desired their passionate desire to live.
I had been chosen to explore the darkest path of misery, and I thanked the Dark Lord for his blessing: the ability to understand my feelings without being affected by them. Through the wall next to my bed, I could feel their presence: the woman I loved, with another man on the same bed.
We suffer because we choose to.
Beyond the rivers of desire, lust and love lies an immense ocean of beautiful feelings for you. You forbade me to ever come near those waters again, and I cannot but contemplate you, while remembering those days where I could freely bathe in them, and kiss the stars. Those words, I write to no-one. I only wish that they could be engraved on my skin and flesh; my way of remembering those moments and thanking the world for the chance of living those few days of happiness with you. I will never speak those words to you again - for fear of forever losing you. However, I know that you will never read this and I will once again allow my pen to gently scratch the surface of this piece of paper, and whisper those words: I love you Kaleal.
It was bizzare - almost grotesque: the younger, inexperienced guy sitting on the beach with the calm and mature lady. His eyes wouldn't leave her, and his heart was pounding so hard that he was growing hotter and hotter. On the other side, the beautiful lady was slowly puffing on her cigarette, her 29 years of experience barely showing up on her glowing skin. The sun was about to set, and the silence between them was getting too loud.
- "Why is it that your hair's so beautiful?"
There was no doubt about it - it was something pretty lame to say. Not that he didn't know that it was lame, but he felt that the "timid guy" label that had been stuck on him was the reason for the silence. He loved the silence - he loved sitting there quietly with her - but somehow, he felt that if he didn't say anything, it would mean that there was something wrong with him.
- "You ask stupid questions sometimes."
- "Well, you know, I was just wondering why. If we could find out why it's like that, maybe..."
- "Rowan, I'll understand if you're asking what shampoo I use, or where I got my haircut, but that's something plainly stupid for me."
There was no doubt about it - he should have stayed quiet. The sun was finally going down, bleeding clouds of red and yellow. His eyes were fixed on the sea - he was pretending to be interested in the small waves rising and falling too quickly. He was acting as if what had just happened didn't affect him.
After a wonderful three days of kissing and hugging, Kaleal broke up with me. Yes, three days.I felt bad. Real bad. Mostly because I loved her... I adored her... and it just ended, so abruptly. I hate this. I wish I could go back in time, and live those three days over and over again, forever...
Meet Titi, aka, L'ancien. He's another one of my buddies living in Flic-En-Flac. I met him via Tony.