Ending

[squirmelia]

The scene where we said goodbye was, of course, at the airport, but if you like, you can imagine a happier ending like in Amélie, where they ride off into the distance together.

It was the day after his leaving party and I felt more like an astronaut than Amélie, as if the protective clothing was a spacesuit. I held onto him, not in space or Paris, but simply in London, on a motorbike, between two red double-decker buses, as we were about to zoom away.

Comments

[miss-newham.livejournal.com]

Best wishes, dude.

[squirmelia.livejournal.com]

Thanks!