Tuesday, March 29, 2011

a simple wish.

i wish i could just be someone's everything for once.
avec amour,
athina.

Sunday, March 27, 2011

i get to see you tomorrow :)



wish came true.

avec amour, 

athina.

my remedy.


i really need a few things:
to feel the sun on my skin.
feel the sand on my feet.
& the breeze in my hair.

avec amour, 

athina.

111th post.


so this is the end. of spring break, at least.
i can't say i've gotten much done,
or spent time away in the sun.
buuuut. it was still relaxing in it's own way.
saw good friends.
made fantastic memories with those i love.
and got away from all the stress that was slowly accumulating.
and.
the sun's out.
the summer holds great things :)

avec amour, 

athina.

Monday, March 21, 2011

oh hello!


avec amour, 

athina.

whenever i'm alone with you, you make me feel like i am home again.


Don't the hours go shorter as the days go by 
We never get to stop and open our eyes 
One minute your waiting for the sky to fall 
The next you're dazzled by the beauty of it all 

Lovers in a dangerous time 
Lovers in a dangerous time 

These fragile bodies of touch and taste 
This fragrant skin, this hair like lace 
Spirits open to a thrust of grace 
Never a breath you can afford to waste 

Lovers in a dangerous time 
Lovers in a dangerous time 
Lovers in a dangerous time 
Lovers in a dangerous time 
Lovers in a dangerous time 

When you're lovers in a dangerous time 
Sometimes you're made to feel as if your love's a crime 
Nothing worth having comes without some kind of fight 
Got to kick at the darkness 'til it bleeds daylight 
When you're lovers in a dangerous time 
Lovers in a dangerous time 
Lovers in a dangerous time 
Lovers in a dangerous time 
Lovers in a dangerous time 

We were lovers in a dangerous time 
We were lovers in a dangerous time

avec amour, 

athina.

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

it's the unexpected that changes our lives.


the greatest thing you'll ever learn 
is just to love
and be loved in return.

avec amour, 

athina.

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

no comment.

we're all stories in the end.



nothing feels quite right suddenly.
maybe it's the grey skies.
maybe it's just been all the lies.
whatever it is, i've been feeling it recently.

finding out what the future holds,
makes me feel like i've been put in one of your molds.
i don't want to be who you expect me to be.
and i'll be letting go of all of this quite willingly.

i can't please you, nor him, nor her.
and it all makes me wonder,
what is there i could possibly do?

maybe it's the grey skies.
maybe it's just been all the lies.
i'm fine, it's okay, don't worry about it, i've changed, things will be different, it's not you.
you'll do great, do what you please, you've got what it takes, i'm doing this for you.
this is temporary, yes you may, of course, you're worth it, i love you.
words meant to soothe, 
words that eventually bruise.

in all honesty, i'd rather it be the grey skies, 
than have to live hearing all those little lies.


avec amour, 


athina.