" I DON'T SMOKE ANYMORE BUT I'M TURNING INTO ASHES."


November 25th, 2015.

Today, Dady, you would have turned 61.

I remember last year, I remember the previous years.

I remember the cold, I remember the snow.

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I remember this one time when I was standing, here, a cigarette in my mouth, a few flowers in my hands.

I remember sitting on this frozen bench, shivering. Always that bench.

I remember that sometimes I didn’t sit. Because of the snow.

Untying, freeing the flowers. Writing. With all my heart, all my pain, all my love.

Wishing you a Happy Birthday.

I remember standing there, in front of this cold plaque. Reading, over again. Realizing.

Weakening. I remember staying there, dazed. I remember running away.

For almost 15 years now. Every single year.

I remember planting those flowers, hoping they’ll keep you warm while I’m gone.

Today, Daddy, I can only remember this plaque, this bench, this cold. Millions of kilometres away.

The scenery has changed. I’m still standing. I’m not smoking anymore, I have a flower in my hair. I’m standing in front of the Ocean.

I’m still weak sometimes. I miss you and this world is mad.

But this world is full of beauty.


" I DON'T SMOKE ANYMORE BUT I'M TURNING INTO ASHES."
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6 thoughts on “" I DON'T SMOKE ANYMORE BUT I'M TURNING INTO ASHES."

  • 25 November 2015 at 21 h 56 min
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    Nous nous rappellerons toujours de lui ❤

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  • 25 November 2015 at 22 h 12 min
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    Plein de calins ma Celine :-*

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  • 26 November 2015 at 8 h 21 min
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    cher trésor,
    dans ce beau pays , au travers ton périple aux multiples paysages de toute beauté, Jean jean t’accompagne et il est immensément fier de toi, ta fleur dans ta chevelure donne à mamie chuche un sourire arc en ciel.
    une journée de souvenirs de blues mais pas plus, avance sois forte de toutes tes racines , vis danse intensément ma belle
    toute la tribu te câline
    mille bisous d’anjou

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