This could have been an end but you started it again prend la forme d'un récit poétique pour explorer la complexité des liens -ici amoureux- et leur brutalisation. Il interroge ce que l'on donne, ce que l'on perd et ce que l'on apprend. Entre désillusion, tendresse, colère et ironie, les émotions s'y chevauchent autant que les souvenirs. Ce livre n'est ni dur, ni doux. Il retrace, sur le fil rouge du deuil, l'histoire d'un cheminement -et à travers lui, d'un processus lent et jusqu'alors imperceptible de réappropriation de soi.This could have been an end but you started it again takes the shape of a poetic narrative exploring the complexity of human connections -here, romantic ones- and their brutal unraveling. It raises the question of what we give, what we lose and what we learn. Moving between disillusionment, tenderness, anger and irony, emotions overlap as much as memories do. This book is neither harsh nor gentle. Instead, it exposes along the thread of mourning, the story of a journey -and through it, a slow and until now imperceptible process of self-reappropriation.
