"he's my Kostas....hes the man of my life, a real guy, a real love..."
theres something about being overseas, being in a place where no one knows what you're like or who you are. you can start over what you messed up, you can be the person you always wished to be and no one would know the difference. you can fall in love, fall into that amazing, sighing type of love with those amazing breathtaking kisses under the stars, and those shy coqueta glances, that literally create butterflies in your stomach and the most natural smiles in the world.
your history doesnt matter, what happened in your hometown is pointless, the only thing that matters is now, now and what you'll do. if you'll take that chance and look up while walking past him, if you'll call him over one night, if you'll close your eyes and hold on tight to him, feel his arms around you, his fingers through you're hair, and wonder when you'll actually say goodbye.
you can be the girl you always wanted to be, the one from the movies.
your history doesnt matter, what happened in your hometown is pointless, the only thing that matters is now, now and what you'll do. if you'll take that chance and look up while walking past him, if you'll call him over one night, if you'll close your eyes and hold on tight to him, feel his arms around you, his fingers through you're hair, and wonder when you'll actually say goodbye.
you can be the girl you always wanted to be, the one from the movies.