Liaisons Dangereuses keeps showing in my mind. Saw the movie, had the book in french in my hands also. My mind keeps turning to Michelle Pfeiffer dying slowly by love and John Malkovich realizing he lost more than he could even dream. Too late, too late, too late.
I'm living two lifes: the mother of my son has to live. The woman that loves a boy complicated but beautiful on his own ways is dead. I wish I could kill this love instead of letting it kill me. I can't. I wish the shadows of night would bring me oblivion. Maybe I gonna light my candles tonight and offer again to the gods my despair and my pain. To finish it fast. One way or another.