Listening to old music:

Listening to old music, bring you back to your past. A past that you loved, or want to re-experience or recreate. The latter option was the one he chose. He used to wake up and see his parents loving each other with so much passion that there was no space left for him in that huge feeling. A love flowing down like a waterfall. But he never complained about it, he was happy to see them happy, a joy filled by another joy.

And now, every single day he wakes up he sees his father in the arms of a new women and he has to deal with that, the fear of that song playing again and again, a song which might never stop. Une torture?! Une revanche à prendre? Ou un passé à oublier? Rien de cela, seulement une erreur à ne pas répéter.