The very first moment you kissed me above the most beautiful night city I’ve ever seen,
It felt like heaven.
I was getting lost in your eyes and the way you touched my thighs.
The only thing that ran through my head was that this is right, I promise, I swear.
Nothing ever felt so real.
I wanted that moment to last forever
Although i hate that word more than anything ever.
This wasn’t just a word.
This was a feeling.
Oh girl, it scared me in the most beautiful way.
-Tereza Balatkova

And I'm falling and falling,
somewhere I've never been before.

And there's no one who'll catch me, no one at all.

And I'm hurting and hurting...
just that you know,

my heart is bleeding
and my soul is torn.

You knew my heart was never touched before and you let me fall for you, like it was nothing at all.

When you said you don't want to hurt me, that's when I crashed the most,
I heard my heart breaking,
you didn't even hear me mourn.

-Tereza Balatkova

It has been more then six months since we broke up,
I mean since you broke up with me.

And during those six months there still hasn't been a day I didn't think about you. Everything still reminds me of you.

Every single bird that flies by.
Every song I hear, all the words appeal to you.
Every new place I discover,  I wish I would discover it with you.
Every great new person I meet, I wish you could get to know them too.
Every new painting I make,  I want to show and explain it to you.
Only you.
Always only you.

-Tereza Balatkova

Every once in a while
memories come floating by.

I find myself breaking like a fragile glass. Although I sometimes think I'm over us.

And then I ask myself if I'll ever be.
I have to say it sounds impossible to me.
I don't want to hurt you, I'm just keeping it real.

Will I ever be able to love someone again?
Love someone the way I loved you?

I'm not sure if that's only a dream that won't ever come true.

-Tereza Balatkova

I love you so much,
that much it hurts like hell.

It's killing me,
because I know you don't feel the same.

You don't share the same feelings and thinking about it absolutely tears me apart.

-Tereza Balatkova

I was thinking about what you are to me.
How would I draw you, what would you be.

You'd be a bird.
But not just an ordinary, typical that everyone knows.

You'd be a beautiful,  black bird with three wings and a heart that's torn.

Beautiful because you are.
Your flaws are the most perfect out of all.

Black because you are.
Your eyes, your soul, they own this color the most.

Three winged because you are.
Something new I've discovered for the very first time.

Heart torned because you are.
These people who torn it are gone and I want you to know that I'll try and try until it's whole.

-Tereza Balatkova