he was intelligent
but he was a damaged one

she was kind
but she was a complicated one

they were almost in love
but their story wasn't made for this life

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?

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

you said you were an addict
i thought you are addicted to
joie de vivre, happiness or maybe smoking

you were an addict
but you were addicted to
sadness, drugs and pain

you were an addict
and i was ready to drown with you
untill you said you love drugs more than me

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

i left my youth in aegean
made a trade with apollo
he said "you will be haunted by this summer 'till the day you die"

sirens, wines, sun-kissed cheeks
i laid my sunburnt face to your chest
made a trade with you
i said "this is the only time we will have for the rest of our lives"

horizons, seashells, sands
made a trade with aphrodite
we lied down on beach in the full moon laughing on wine
you said "i will never be as this young and in love as i am in this summer evening"
i left my heart in aegean

it has been years
you didn't write nor call
i slithered from church
for reach out to you
my savior, my redeemer
like an evangelist
im waiting for you
to come in a beautiful dress
and baptise me with your luscious kiss
so that under my spell
you can tell me im the chosen one
i can tell you you are the one i've been waiting for

dawn turns to day
when stars are started to wander
whatever i'm doing or wherever i'm lying
you are the only thing on my mind
the sun rise
when sky turns from black to pink
i listen the city
even the city sings for you
sunset turns to night
and you are the only one closest to my heart

i'm a dizzy person
i don't know if i'm living or not
i don't know who i am or who i was
i don't know if i'm remembering or forgetting
i don't know if i'll ever be get rid of this
all i know is something hazily flows between my mind and my soul

I know it was just a one night but i can't forget you.
The way you talk, the way you smile.
I know it was just a late night talk but i can't forget your intimacy.
The look in your deep egremnoi eyes while you are talking.
I know it was just a one night but i can't unlove you.

he smells like a vintage petit café from 40s; fresh coffes, cigarettes and pavlova

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.

gods will never forgive us
the two misfits
like adam and eve
kicked out from the worlds

gods will chain us
they turned you into hades
banned you from me
you said your last adieu

gods will put a spell on us
neptune came to me today
he said your hades is coming
just listen the sea shells

i'm black or white
either i love too much or hate till my last breath
either i talk too much or don't say a word for days
either i take things so seriously or don't care at all
there is no gray for me
i live at the edges

i think of you
i think of your kiss half cigarette, half peachy

i think of you
i think of your touch half soft like a cotton candy, half flowing like an ocean

i think of you
i think of your words half drunk, half heavenly

He was calm, he had an unique face. You couldn't tell if he was happy or not only thing you could tell he had some terrible suffering.

you blew a smoke
and said that you love me
you kissed me
and told me your past while putting me in your future plans
at the concert
and you showed me your dance moves
in your smile
and i saw the real you
if i give you my heart
would i lose?
or maybe you can stay a little bit longer

His voice was made of lullabies
His eyes were made of stars
His smile was made of sun
And along these things i couldnt help myself
Except falling in love with him

I hope you find the love of your life in a vintage café.
I hope she will be there for you when you couldn't sleep at 3am because you are scared of waking up alone.
I hope she takes you to the museums and kiss you between the paintings.
I hope she laughs at your silly jokes, the ones that you used to told me.
But mostly i hope you find the home in her that you have been looking for your whole life, the home that you couldn't find in me.

I can see the way you look at her my love.   Like your world is crushing down and she is the only thing can save you.
I can understand why you choose her.
If i were you i would choose her too.
She is simple yet stunning.
And i'm a thunderstorm born to be destroy every good thing.

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

All i wanted was a friend who's gonna tell me that everything will be okay but instead i found myself getting drunk on Amy Winehouse's songs.

i enjoyed losing myself, always putting you first, because i know that the more i was further from myself i was getting more close to you

You said you love me
I said i love you
But between that words we made a sea of lies

tell me lies under the moonlight
or
just for a night make up
we are sinners
but
under this moonlight you look like a saint
maybe
god won't forgive us
nevertheless
you are mine tonight under the moonlight
with
your sweet lies

I'm lost
I'm lost in the summer nights
Which is blinded by city lights
I'm lost in the nostalgia
Which is sweet like an euphoria
I'm lost
And i don't know if i want to be saved

your words are a pampered art; combination of an italian riviera tide along with french reverie aura

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 days i'm so happy and full of live
at nights i can't stop thinking about the things i would say to you
if you were here but you never

O, the girl of the sea with her long caramel salty hair, listening to abba while wishing for a perfect summer love, living the island life feeling the vibe, she's a little happy hippie who loves to watch sunsets

O, the girl of the city with her angry eyes and perfect smile, eating sushi in the lunchtime, wearing a Chanel suit which is matches with her soul, she can't resist a good red wine and a Frank Sinatra song

O, the girl of forest with her féerique image, she smells like sunflower, her lips are always kissable, she loves to sit in the outside and feel the breeze and hear the calmness of the nature, she dream that one day Demeter will save her