When i was 13 i had this crazy idea in my head that i would marry a french girl, obviously that didn't happen, despite my efforts. i did actually loose my virginity to a french girl called genie, she was beautiful, hardly spoke any english but definitely spoke the language of love, this of course re affirmed my faith that one day i was going to find a french girl to marry. However things being what they is, i married an Australian which let me say i have no regrets about because in some ways it turned out to be the best thing ever, i have a beautiful son after all. Yet there was always this thing, it was under the surface of every relationship i had, until i just resigned myself to the fact that it was a pipe dream, a fairy tale type thingy, wishful thinking, some stupid fantasy residual from adolescence.
The last two nights i have been seeing a a really nice girl called emile (like amilie in the movie) she's not exactly the person i was expecting to turn up, i mean i was looking for your archetype but there's something very attractive about her, and it's not just a physical thing either, she's got something that i really had forgottern about in girls, she's got heart.