Those of you who have been reading me for 6 years - past, present and not getting back together - surely know that I have a crush on Ploutarchos - something like an eternal crush on an ex that you may all have come together to say, "Lord, keep my mouth shut." Lately, I have fallen in love with Kiamos' song "Allou Essy," which I consider to be one of the best songs I have heard lately, after Giannakis, of course.
But my text has nothing to do with "You Elsewhere" and "I Elsewhere" and "elsewhere" in general, but with the Hymn to the ex - attention only for the recently separated - do you know what a "Hymn or ode" is? Hmm, how fanatical Olympians say slogans for their team, eh, somehow you recently separated people say "hymns" for your ex - I still do it and depending on the ex I make the sweet or the doggy ode -.
For starters, you mourn the deceased - God bless him - you call him with romantic phrases like "my sweetie, I miss him", "oh my baby" and the like. In the next stage, after you have gone further, your "baby" will become the ultimate vulture - as they call themselves and I HOPE SOMEONE SAW - it will turn into French expressions that I cannot list for you, because above all I am a curia.
In general, the hymn to our exes is something like a ritual for us: we mourn them, we cry over them & burn them, we love them and then, oops, "remember that late guy who plays the vulture and is like the upside-down fucking thing?", sort of.
Of course, men do these things too, of course, the hymn to exes is not to hurt for her, but to find the next one immediately. How I wish I were a man sometimes so I wouldn't cry for every deceased.
Finally, if you want to embarrass your ex, you can do so without fear, since they will definitely say the best or the worst things about you depending on the way you broke up or the reason for the breakup, so break out in your own unique way and write them all down.
For those of you who have just broken up, listen to this:
Life elsewhere, celebration elsewhere
I haven't seen you for long nights.
You elsewhere and silence here
And I pray you don't exist...