Is it a possibility,
hanging over an imperfect encounter belonging to the two of us? but I know it can only be a glitch, simply because disruption creates the crumbs of what may have been but can never be the indication of what will be Every pursuit ends, weighting less than the first time they begin I know how busy life gets and how unfair it enjoys treating How absolutely terrible it is to stand aware, yet pretentious in middle of all the ruction you bear Is it the suffocating truth on your clouded mind, making its way to back to endure the righteoused lies? It will be a severe and an unexpectedly sudden one burry it deep under a thousand different lives -we will have had the wondrous journey we both scripted therein the way our hands coalesce, the sight of a true and rebellious deed that neither of us can ignore and walk away from, only then it means something that we cried on each other's shoulders All that runs through the creek in the front of a home you made and are feeding by the vein that is your passion and addiction When you take the first step towards being very loud, feels intolerable standing up against someone that tends to evade know that you cannot take a step back but you can shroud the things you think, and the ones you wish would fade Wave through the lush gardens in a spring night sleep in the sun, hide behind a thousand years old rite the bottle you emptied carried a acidulous delight to the relations that fail and the ones that work the best in your mind to the aromatic goodbyes that feel like a continuum and to the clink of the glasses that hold the reddest wine there are moments spent staring at ceilings at buildings after moments of quick pulses moments where you need to leave or do something even worse: stay and do not give up on what you so happily believed. "Forgive me Father for i have sinned." Melis Erdogan
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Melis Erdoğan
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February 2024
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