My doubts

What if the moon was not smiling to me, but I still hoped for it?
What if the train just continued its journey without ever letting me getting off?
What if the book just closed itself and I couldn’t mark the page?

And me,
if I just stopped loving her, what would happen ?


Et si la lune ne me souriait pas à moi, mais continuait de me donner cet espoir en brillant la nuit ?
Et si le train continuait sa route indéfiniment sans jamais me laisser la chance de descendre ?
Et si le livre se fermait brusquement sans que j’aie pu marquer la page ?

Et moi,
si j’arrêtais juste de l’aimer , que se passerait-il ?

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