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Τα δεσμά: Ασυμβίβαστοι Εξοδούχοι



Η γραφή μου ανθεί στον παφλασμό της έντασης της συναισθηματικής μου αναρχίας. Μα μου έχει λείψει να μπορώ να δημιουργώ και να εκφράζομαι έτσι.

Τρίτη 23 Μαρτίου 2021

Sun

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Who do you fall in love with?

Δευτέρα 1 Οκτωβρίου 2018

Your September

If hearts could blossom mine would smell like you.
It would be the first blooming season taking place at the end of a summer.
Your September makes me remember your tilted head and your silent nodding to the music, that first time, that I looked the world through your eyes.
Amazed as you were, gentle as I found you to be, in a single breath I am watching you sleeping, with a smile, burning.
If hearts could blossom all my petals would pave your way to my arms. Securely. Tenderly.
If hearts could blossom I would be able to gift it to you, for now you are my gift.

Sept. 2018

Τετάρτη 12 Σεπτεμβρίου 2018

That's when




When your hair smell of his bed and him for the rest of your day. When the first thing you feel in the morning is his gentle hug. When his eyes feel like home. When his hands can be the smoothest and hardest thing is the world. When he knows what you want without asking. When he takes care of you. When he pays attention to the details. When he smiles and his eyes disappear. When everything feels so simple and natural, effortless and comfortable. When you had no idea. When he is airy and flowy like a breeze you enjoy although you hate cold. When he knows how to fill you up. That’s when. 

Τετάρτη 15 Νοεμβρίου 2017