Teenage Love

I still remember him. I was young then. I met him in the lively years full of joy and excitement, in the innocence of adolescence. I remember him, in love, romantic, innocent, still a child. In his eyes, I was the first and only. He was throwing stars and flowers at me. He believed thatΣυνέχεια ανάγνωσης «Teenage Love»

My Summer

Summer. One of the four seasons full of carelessness and vitality, a time that satisfies the thirst of so many resentful people and returns the lost youth. On such days I proudly touch the sun and the blue sky without the slightest difficulty because that’s when everything stops. Obligations are put in the trunk, andΣυνέχεια ανάγνωσης «My Summer»