Tuesday, March 23

Je ne sais pas

Father figure Frank took us out for breakfast dressed like death, all black and cigarette smoke surounding him. A looked at him with indecisiveness, it's like she can't hate him since he makes me smile but she does loath him for making me stay. Or maybe I just want it to be like that. Maybe she's looking at him with lust. I would have, if the tables were turned.

We should have invited Miri, how is she? F asks, trying to be light on his tone. But the way his lips moves makes him look nervous. A lonely daughter must be some kind of humiliation here, or maybe it's simply concern but either way I'm sure that in his mind, A has already left and I'm back on the attic reading and drinking without speaking again. Maybe the tall dark man who must have been a friend of his told him, maybe he needs me to be occupied so that I won't violate his other friends. Maybe he just wonders what happend to the pretty girl with the dark fringe under which she hid her mysterious eyes. My whole life is one big Maybe.

11 comments:

Anise said...

this is beautiful and your heart is beautiful, my dear

xx x

apparellel said...

i love your descriptions. so talented, gorgeous one.

xxx
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Helga said...

And maybes are big possibilities,clever one!

Susan said...

love this.
xoxo

Heather Taylor said...

My life is a big maybe too. Many are.

sanchez said...

Beautiful writing as always.

Your words make my heart wrench :(

cass said...

Belle, I hope you don't mind but I tagged you in a post of mine :) Check it out if you have a moment

Ash Fox said...

i love the mood you created.

x

Caplyst said...

Me heart you,

zachary said...

I found myself drawn in to your words, your fingers like a vacuum drawing readers into your thoughts. Very well written, descriptive and very novel-like:)

:)

voguelady. said...

thank you so much for your lovely comment and for putting me in your blog roll! it was all very sweet of you, i'm very appreciative. i hope you've been having a good week and i can't wait for your next blog post xo