
“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”
Neil Gaiman
Fille d'acier je n'aimais personne dans le monde
Je n'aimais personne sauf celui que j'aimais
Mon amant mon amant celui qui m'attirait
Maintenant tout a changé est-ce lui qui a cessé de m'aimer
Mon amant qui a cessé de m'attirer est-ce moi?
Je ne sais pas et puis qu'est-ce ça peut faire tout ça?
Maintenant je suis couchée sur la paille humide de l'amour
Toute seule avec tous les autres toute seule désespérée
Fille de fer-blanc fille rouillée
Ô mon amant mon amant mort ou vivant
Je veux que tu te rappelles autrefois
Mon amant celui qui m'aimait et que j'aimais.