Prepare the breakfast and make some tea for later
Get yourself ready for the day and don't feel the absence of your newly acquainted future the pressure making its way from all directions incomplete stories started to be told but never remembered Today is the first day looked at your past self from afar the lights will not turn green on the street of Lidl and Jacques', it was a different Friday then, one where you were just being you taking in all the real feelings and solid promises, breathing out the burden from the recent past hand in hand with yourself, and with so much more than that though it is not in you to feel anything how i felt, it was so close, so familiar but it was still a different Friday one where you did not have to carry the pain around one where you learned and taught, and where you were enough to fall asleep calmly and in peace, to go through day waiting for coming back home, to share more than words and speak in same frequency, to be loved and lay down under the sun, holding on to your willing-shadow safely Have the tea while you write down another story or a song. There is a chance you will sing it some time soon, there is a chance it will beat as your aching heart in the middle of a street at midnight, when you felt that you loved the moon just because and the moment it did not realize how unprepared and real you have held on a midnight snack goes well if you still have an ounce of energy left, i will take mine hot and yours extra cheesy, i will take mine without comforting lies but I want the upsetting truth it will never leave a stain on me because i have bled it all on the paper and in my head prepare yourself, not for someone but just for the sake of still being capable of standing so tall i did not realize heart can turn into stone and fidelity gets stale, it is killing me and remaking me but there was no need for such an act all the while Kirazlarin olmasina yakin bizim oralara gideriz. Sana denizin cok tuzlu oldugunu, ordan durunca daglari da gorebildigini, insan korkusundan saldirganlasmis martilarin cigligini, en sevdigim lokanta ile cocuklugumun kosturdugu sokaklari gosteririm. Eger biraz da sansliysak tum bunlardan sonra gelecege dogru devam ederiz gezintiye. Melis Erdogan
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