i walked into the set of the movie i was filming
for the first day and saw everyone getting their costume and makeup done, i stood there for a second, taking it all in.
"Hey im timothée, your co-star" he smiled
stolen kisses on my dressing room.
notes in between scripts.
trips to italy in summer.
we had it all.
love.
Blindsided, addicted,Where'd you find this guy?
"you look cute with your overall full of paint stains" he said casually
i smiled and stared for a second, admiring his eyes, so focused on what he was doing.
yellow paint, just like my grandparents house.
"hey you got something there tim" i bit my lip
"yeah? where" his eyes shifted to me
"there" i threw some paint at him with my brush and laughed
"WHAT THE FUCK" i saw him throw the brush
away frustrated "WHATS WRONG WITH YOU, GROW UP" he stormed out
i stood there feeling my heart on my throat.
Remember how we painted our house?
Just like my grandparents did, so romantic
But we fought the whole time
Should have seen the signs
"you know how you'd always wanted to go on a date on a boat?" he sat next to me on the couch
i nodded
"tonight,put your best dress on babe"
i saw him smile
i loved him. he's smile was my serotonin
"oh my god" i smiled excitement and sat on top of him,kissing and leaving some lipstick on his face
he laughed and stared at me for some seconds. did he loved me?
i walked to my room to search for my favorite red dress timothée had bought me for my birthday last month
ping
i heard him unlock his phone
"hey, i got a metting, but i'll see you there tonight okay?"
i walked back to the couch and kissed his cheek
"i'll be waiting, if you're late im gonna sail away without you" i laughed slightly
"you're the worst" you're the worst
i saw him walk out the door and started getting ready.
8 pm
text to Timothée : Hey i'm here, can't wait to see you <3
9 pm
text to Timothée : miss you
10 pm
text to Timothée: i'm just gonna leave now.
i locked my phone and stared at the sea
"traitor" i whispered to myself
i apologized to the helmsman and left
my started to get blurry as i walked to my car searching for my keys
"fuck" i muttered
i opened the car and started crying as soon as i got in
They say it's better to have loved and lost, Than never to have loved at all.
text from Timothée : im so sorry i know i fucked up, my boss invited me to this party and i couldn't say no, i'll explain when i get home.
Some people fall in love with the wrong people sometimes.
breakups are messy,gladly my breakup with timothée ended up with a kiss and a french poem he dedicated me the first time we kissed, and with that, it was goodbye.
nothing prepared me for a year and a half of romance ending in minutes.
Some mistakes get made
That's alright, that's okay
Oscars night
you went with timothée last year, bittersweet feeling taking about you, you haven't seen him around yet, will you be okay if you do?
i walked to take my photos taken and smiled when i saw some friends in the crowd
ts ts ts
i could hear the cameras flashes everywhere
i looked to my side and there he was
green eyes and those curls. unforgettable
he was holding somebody else hands
i smiled lightly at him.
he smiled back and muttered a hey.
i couldn't hear the camera flashes anymore.
it was like the rest of the world was black and white and we were screaming colors.
he's wearing those silver rings i gave him.
im glad that we tried.
we both shared a nostalgic smile and walked in opposite directions.
young people fall in love with the wrong people sometimes
some mistakes get made
that's alright thats okay
at the end it's better for me
That's the moral of the story babe
