She didn’t know.But I did. We sat next to each other in that concert hall.The lights, the music, the crowd around us —it all seemed ordinary.But for me, it was goodbye. We were attending a Slimane concert.Our last one.Not officially.Nothing was said out loud.But I knew.She didn’t. The days leading up to it were heavy.I … Read more
I loved her.I still do.And maybe I always will. But at a certain point, I felt something I had never allowed myself to feel before:no matter how deep the love was… it would not make me happy. The decision came somewhere between Christmas and New Year’s.Not with a bang.But like a slow, irreversible knowing. I … Read more
Some songs you hear.Others you live.And sometimes… a song becomes your story. That’s what happened with Des milliers de je t’aime.I didn’t discover it through the radio —I discovered it through him.Through Mon Mec.And suddenly, every word felt like it was written for me. “Plus besoin de chercher, plus besoin, je t’ai trouvé” No need … Read more
I thought the book was the end. I had written my biography. Not to publish it, but to get it out. For myself. To understand whether I still made sense. Because I was doubting everything. My memories. My interpretations. My conclusions. Did it really happen the way I experienced it? Or was I fooling myself? … Read more