Good day ladies and gentlemen! How are you all doing?
Today, I will be telling something very important as it is a conversation with my best friend by texts. Because it is all in French (because he can’t speak English for sh*t), I’ll be translating them instead of just putting screenshots online.
Also, I just want to say that nobody knows who I truly am apart from my mum. Therefore, I won’t be posting weird stuff on there and please don’t comment inapropriate things… I’ll probably do kind of Q&A’s when I get people who actually comment and ask things they want to know… Anyway. Let’s get right to it!
I literally just started in English with “Hello” and he said, in French: “Hello ^^“
“I was wondering if after all these years you’d like to meet”
“To go over everything”
“Please send them in French, it’ll be easier”
That’s when I started writing my texts in French
“They say that time’s supposed to heal ya, but I ain’t done much healing.”
“What are you talking about? ”
“Hello? Can you hear me?”
“I’m in California dreaming about who we used to be…”
“When we were younger and free.”
“Do you want me to call you?”
“I’ve forgotten how it felt before the world fell at our feet.”
“Well, double the people.”
(that’s kinda hard to translate because it was more of a private joke really…)
“There’s such a difference between us… And a million miles”
“It’s actually 523 miles”
(I missed the “Hello from the other side” verse on purpose)
“I must have called a thousand times”
“To tell you I’m sorry for everything that I’ve done”
“But when I call you never seem to be home”
“I haven’t had any calls, my phone was off”
“I’m actually a very busy man”
(I actually changed “Hello” to “I’ve called you in this next sentence)
“I’ve called from the outside”
“At least I can say that I’ve tried”
“Isn’t it too cold?”
“To tell you I’m sorry for breaking your heart”
“Oh that’s alright, I have glue to fix it”
“But it don’t matter it clearly doesn’t tear you apart anymore”
“Of course it does! I do care!”
“Hello, how are you? It’s so typical of me to talk about myself I’m sorry”
“I hope that you’re well. Did you ever make it out of that town where nothing ever happened?”
“It’s no secret that the both of us are running out of time”
“Okay, you, me, Skype. Now.”
That’s when he called me and I had no choice but to tell him the truth.
That was probably the best time of my life. Knowing he’s 523 miles (800 something km) away from me and still being able to make him freak out… I’ll do it soon again with another song I like. I’ll probably let you see.
Anyway. That was the recreative break of the day.
I love you (even if you didn’t get the whole joke about the song)