Memories
When good memories come to the surface
Do you remember the first time we spoke to each other, at the school, in 1997 or 1998 ?
To be honest, not really anymore.
On the other hand, I remember the time you stuck your finger in my eye. It was painful
Do you remember that time you told me that this orange and dark gray sweater looked so good on me ?
I still wear it regularly.
Do you remember that summer job at Stal Volailles that I got thanks to you ?
You were already working there and you had me hooked up there. Thank you.
Do you remember that text message you sent me on that beautiful day in 1999, at the bowling alley ?
I never dared to react to it.
Do you remember that completely messed up meeting at the cinema in the spring of 2000 ?
We wanted to go see South Park : the movie. The cinema was closed....
We ended up on a bench in the Bois de Boulogne, talking, talking and talking again, and drinking a Fanta™ from the night shop.
Do you remember that evening of the Youth Festival in Obigies ?
Very few memories for me. Just that we were there, in the parking lot, you and me.
Do you remember that evening in a bar in the Nouveau-Monde (the name of which escapes me) ?
What did you want to tell me that evening ?
Do you remember that hot chocolate we had at La Belle ÉÉpoque ?
It's little moments like this that form our best memories.
Do you remember my visit to the hospital ? Why didn't you tell me you were sick ?
And above all, why didn't I understand it ?
Do you remember all those crazy evenings we spent with our friends at the Pop Café or the Zoo, in particular ?
Good times, certainly.
Do you remember our inimitable way of dancing together ? In turn.
Only us could invent things like that
Do you remember that evening when we watched Éric & Ramzy on TV, in this caravan in Nieuwpoort ?
A taste of too little for me. The road back in pea puree and during which the song Another Chance was playing. A return without you...
Do you remember this postcard you sent me ?
I wasn't there when you returned even though you invited me... I never fail to take a look at it with emotion.
Do you remember that marquee evening in Wasmes ?
I came to pick you up from your house, we traveled together. I chose to leave without you, like an idiot...
Do you remember all the times we passed each other on the street ?
I don't know if it was coincidence.
Do you remember the time we came to see you at your kot in Tournai ?
Another wasted opportunity.
Do you remember the last time we saw each other, by chance ?
It was in October 2007, at Mappa Mundo. I didn't know at the time that this was my last chance for you and me to finally move on.
An eternity ago already and this moment remains so close at the same time...
We then both chose to follow separate paths.
A big part of me remained in 2007. Strangely (or not?), that's when I became insomniac and experienced my first memory problems.
I also started this site at the same time. As if, unconsciously, not to think about the stupid thing I had just done.
Do you remember when I was “your little Josh” ?
Your life came to an abrupt end on that fucking day in August 2010.
You finally had what you wanted, you were happy. I'm still here. Waiting to find you I don't know where...
Details may differ slightly. It's not serious.
It was not these details that made me happy every time I was in your presence.
Your voice and your laughter resonate again and again in my head and in my heart.
Forever. Ad Vitam Æternam.
Thank you for everything
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