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Some banal love story about a nobleman and a lower middle class girl
who can't marry
and who then, out of sheer magnanimity, renounce their love for each other.
In fact, I don't remember the story.
In any case, I remember that I was completely shaken up when I went out
and that I needed some time to calm down.
Thank you.
In the courtyard of the house where grandma lived,
there was a young guy at the window who asked me where I'd been.
He was a few years older than me.
He was a show-off who of course really impressed me.
"To the cinema", I said to him.
Because I was very proud grandma had given me money to go all alone to the cinema.
"What did you watch?"
I started to tell him the story
and as I did, all the emotion came back.
I didn't want to cry in front of this guy, but it was impossible.
There I was, in tears in the courtyard, and I told him the drama till the end.
So? How did he react?
No idea. He probably laughed at me.
I don't remember.
I don't remember the film either. But I remember the feelings.
I was ashamed to cry.
But telling him the story made all my feelings and tears come back,
maybe even stronger than when I was actually watching the film.
I just couldn't stop.
That's sweet. Why have you never told me this?
There are still many stories I've never told you.