15.01.2021
I am told
One night you came into my lifeTaking (your) place in the pit of my stomach
Yet he didn't want you
To make yourself a little place in the centre
A pretty ball of sweetness
A pain that people don't know
I have been deprived of curves
And too bad for the little death (also the french expression for 'orgasm')
It seems that I am ageing fast
That I should be careful of/ pay attention to
The ticking (the sound from a clock) which reminds me
That I have an expiration date
I am told/they say it's complicated
They stare at me (judgingly)
I hear it said that it's a sin
That is not what people should do
I am told/they say that I killed you
They look at me sadly
I who didn't want to leave you
I would have liked
To have done it differently/another way
My almost real
My little one
Imagine if you had grown up
My almost everything
My pretty nothing
Imagine how good it would be
And every night I see you again
But still, she (the experience/'possibility') is stolen from me
The body folded between my sheets
'The possibility' to keep you
It seems that I am ageing quickly
That I should be careful of/ pay attention to
The ticking which reminds me
That I have an expiration date
I'm told/ they say it's complicated
They stare at me (judgingly)
I hear it's a sin
That is not what people should do
I am told that I killed you
They look at me sadly
I who didn't want to leave you
I would have liked
To have done it differently/another way
These nine months that I missed
Those months that were taken from us
Maybe I'll be one of those
Of those who know how to give life
Maybe another will come
A small helpless body
And this time 'we' will live it
The beautiful adventure of life
I'm told/They say it's complicated
They stare at me (judgingly)
I hear it's a sin
That is not what people should do
I am told that I killed you
They look at me sadly
I who didn't want to leave you
I would have liked
To have done it differently/another way