DEAR JOHN

Δεν σε ξέρω και πολύ καιρό,

κάνα χρόνο.

Και μόνο η σκέψη σου όμως με λυγίζει.

Και εάν δεν σε ξαναδώ, 

θέλω να βρω κάποιον που να σου μοιάζει.

That's all it took. Two weeks. Two weeks to fall in love with you.

But either it was the two weeks i spent with you or the five months i spent with him, time always runs out.

And you know what?!

I love you John.

P.S: It actually doesn't matter where you are in the world, but the moon is never bigger than your thumb.