And it wasn't like he'd lied. He said that he had fallen in love many times, but he had never been in love. He had offered it on himself. I think of the girls on the train, Céline, the models, the girl in the café. And that was just in a single day together. How many of us were there? And instead of accepting my luck and enjoying my one day and moving on, I stood my ground. She had told him that she was in love with him. That he wanted to take care of him. I begged for another day, I figured he wanted it too. But he never answered me. He never actually said yes.
Oh Lord! It all makes sense now. How could I have been so naive? Fell in love? In a day? Everything from yesterday, everything was false. All an illusion. As reality crystallizes into place, the shame and humiliation make me so si
