...and the rest of what's left

everyone says i love you.

this guy is part of a long story that started in april this year. he's the most uncomplicated guy i met in this cold city. and i still see him, but not on a regular basis.

so today we met again and had the usual (i don't need to tell you what).

and then he said "i love you". and kissed me longer than the great wall of china. (did you know that if you're in the moon, you will see this wall?)

whatda.

funny thing is i only said 'whatda?' after peeing at home (i usually have flashes of eureka thoughts after i pee). i almost forgot that he said that to me. i don't even remember what i replied to him after he said that.

and in the theatre tonight at the film museum of brussels, barely two hours after i heard THOSE words, i caught myself watching a woody allen film incidentally titled 'everyone says i love you'.

darn.

lea says he must be on to something. i said nah, he might be saying goodbye.

this is marc's version of the truth, sometime at 12:24 AM if you can't live with it, he can.