The other Laurent

Why didn't you let me go with the other Laurent, all those years ago ?
I remember it was in September, a few days after our encounter and there was this group of people, young, our age, talking all fresco after a drink in a café near the Cours Julien.

Among them was this guy, Laurent, same name, same age ( or a year older ) same built, same hair color, only his eyes ( hazelnut rather than green ) were different from yours. And his gentleness. I remember he was very much attracted to me and it was very difficult for me to choose amoung you two.
But scrupules got the better of me ; after all I had asked you to follow me to Marseilles and leave your life in Paris for me ( although it was very much a choice of yours too )

So I chose you. One of many regrets concerning you, and the biggest.

He's left me

He's left me after thirty years. THIRTY !
Am I sad ? Not really. Has my life deteriorated because of it ? On the contrary !
That was two months ago and I've never been so serene, so happy to be on my own, felt so free...
He's left me for someone much ( MUCH ) younger than I. How original !


That's him six years ago :

And last december :

And this is how I saw him the day after he admitted cheating :

How ridiculous can you be ?

Oh... and a new one from two weeks ago :