There was never a moment when the world stood still. Only water becoming water, sky becoming night, you becoming you, me becoming something beside you. Κοίτα… we’re already moving. I don’t need to know where the river goes I don’t need to name every turning Your hand finds mine beneath the surface and somehow that’s enough. Some days we’re fire some days we’re rain some days you drift a little further away. And I don’t pull you back. I know the current will bring your eyes to mine again. Μαζί… μαζί… together in the flow. Μαζί… μαζί… wherever the water goes. No beginning no end no line between your life and mine. Just this moment moving through us. Ζωή… life. Ah-ah… μέσα στο φως… inside the light… We’ve stopped trying to hold the days. Morning comes. Coffee cools. Someone laughs in another room. The world keeps turning without asking our permission. And there is something beautiful in that. To wake beside you and not need a promise. To walk beside you and not need a destination. To know you can wander and still be near me. To know I can be silent and still be loved. Maybe love isn’t holding on. Maybe love is learning the current. Knowing when to swim knowing when to float knowing when to reach for each other and when to simply… let go. Μαζί… μαζί… we’re living in the flow. Μαζί… μαζί… wherever the water goes. Through every changing season every strange new shore I don’t need forever. I just want… more of this. Εσύ κι εγώ You and me Μέσα στη ζωή Inside this life Μέσα στο φως Inside the light Μαζί Together One day we’ll look behind us and see a thousand little moments that didn’t feel important then. A door opening. Your head against my shoulder. Walking nowhere. Talking until the night disappeared. Silence without awkwardness. Space without fear. Coming back. Always coming back. And maybe that is what a life together is. Not one enormous moment. But thousands of small ones flowing into each other… until you can’t tell where one ended and another began. Μαζί… μαζί… together in the flow. Μαζί… μαζί… wherever the water goes. No beginning. No ending. No need to understand it all. Just your hand. My hand. This strange beautiful river. Ζωή. Αγάπη. Μαζί. Don’t stop the river. I’m happy here. With you.
