Imagine a pillow turned into a canvas, marked with mascara tears after a lovers' spat. “Moi Aimer Toi” paints love as wonderfully messy: tiny arguments over a badly-made coffee, dramatic scenes that end in laughter, and the sweet surrender of blowing your nose in someone’s arms. Vianney shows that when I love you hurts me, the sting is part of the thrill.
Rather than seeking perfect harmony, the couple embraces every scratch and smudge. Their fights leave traces, but by the next day the same pillow is proof they can always tourner la page and start fresh. The song is a playful ode to imperfect love—one where humor, passion, and a touch of chaos keep the bond alive.