He’s Theseus, lost in a maze
he says, "You’re beautiful,"
over beers with friends,
like whispers caught in the wind
he talks of Cuba,
dreams of late night coctails, dancing, puros
on the hot white sand.

He’s planning Christmas
at her favorite Italian spot,
as if love were a dish,
as if they could feast in Elysium
his glance feels like a stolen apple—
sweet, forbidden.

There’s another waiting,
her shadow always near.
she wears his heart.
even Ariadne’s thread won't lead him home to her.

Yet she wishes,
she stands like Andromeda,
weaving hope by moonlight,
hoping he’ll break free from his chains,
and choose her as his goddess,
like Orpheus, daring to look back.

In the heart of the university maze,
We found each other.
Laughter echoed through lecture halls,
Jokes and secrets within those four walls.

We shared dreams, fears, and plans,
Unconditional love.
In the library's hush, in the campus green,
Your presence was the best I'd ever seen.

But last month, the world went still,
Your absence, a void nothing can fill.
Butterflies now bring a silent tear,
Sunflowers bloom, but you're not here.

Brownies we ate with bittersweet care,
Your laughter, a whisper I still hear.
Memories of you fill my days,
Memories of you warm my soul.

In every butterfly, I see your gaze.
In every sunflower, I see your smile.

you and me
we are far off on a foreign coast life
you in your black hoodie
me in my good girl clothes
entering our eternal summer
my cheeks blushing from wine
your hands locked on mine
dark nights, crashing waves
your eyes glows like champagnes
inviting me to dive

hot, salty july night
you and me in this greek tavern
moon is high but so are we
dancing, laughing, kissing like we are gypsies
you with your wine, me with my martini
we are drinking but we are drinking each other's sorrow
your orpheic mouth on mine, my limerence is on you
my Anam Cara
all the things you'd do to me in this greek tavern

like a siren you are calling me, seducing me
i'm dreaming of your crimson red lips
even the sight of it makes me a saint
i'm dreaming of the way you say my name
even the sound of it bewitches me
i'm dreaming of the way you touch me
even the thought of it gives me bedridden
like a siren you are calling me, seducing me
you are the reason i'm asking myself has anyone jumped off of a cliff and survived?

i went out with an adam driver-ish boy just to get you off my mind clear my head. we were fighting about levines he said "you are not behati and you aren't the one in that situation" after a couple of drinks he said "you look like that girl from stranger things, the lead one" i smiled i was supposed to get you out off my mind clear my head but there were you the words reminding me of you were on someone else's mouth i laughed "i'm the backpack kid with my bike" he didn't get it neither did i left him in the bar took the last train went home ate a whole pack of oreo then came home to the sims versions of us.

new crowned king sang his ballad to the gods
sacrificed himself in your limerence
kicked out of the garden of eden
just to taste your deathless dead
in your blasphemic tongue

new crowned king danced with the gods
discipled you towards to the sun
worshipped your orpheic lips
thought you'd save him like Jesus

new crowned king threw to the sea by gods
his love wasn't enough to save him