it was one windy but hot june night
when you saw me for the first time
we were two kids
and i knew we were meant to be just friends at the beach house
but that didn't stop you nor your feelings

eight years passed
now it's even a more windy and hotter august night
we are something unnamed at the beach house
and i realized we were never meant to be just friends, we only meant to be parallel lines

i drank too much champagne and think of you in a place where reality doesn't exist and i'm afraid because you are something fragile yet wonderful and i'm scared to let you down again

maybe we all don't need a word perhaps we are just a people who are searching for a home

falling for him was like smoking a cigarette.

i was enjoying it while it was taking my everything from me.

i knew if i could give up i would miss it.

i went along with the tide 'till i lose my everything.

she blushes like an angel to devil's gustos