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Gram of Emotions 2 × 13.00 €
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Color of sadness 1 × 13.00 €
Subtotal: 39.00 €
13.00 €
They say that Islam and Christianity are nowhere connected like in Istanbul, I wonder if it will be the same this time?
I closed the bathroom door and leaned against it. I took a deep breath from everything that happened to me. I needed to wash myself, it was easy to clean the dirt from my face, but it was as if it was starting to collect in me. Suddenly, everything seemed disgusting to me. A whole bathroom of marble tiles, light brown furniture with a huge window from which the whole garden could be seen. It looked disgusting to me the villa I started living in and the servants wearing black and white clothes, and his friend Ates whose T-shirt says Rolling Stones, and all his relatives with that fake or sincere smile. I was selfish and wanted Mehmet for myself, however I was afraid of answering the question: Will we ever live alone?
When I leave now, don’t stop me. Let me be non-existent.
I turned and said goodbye to him. In the depths of my soul, I tore off the last thread that binds me to him. It was that black night, which gave me, but also took away something.
I dream… That I am happy and that every wish of mine is fulfilled. My family came to visit me and we all have lunch together. Next to me sits a man I love, and in front of us two of our families are smiling and recounting life experiences. We are all happy. There is a cross around my neck and my name is still Milica
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Oh, Milica, my love… I will never stop loving you, I will never stop fighting… Because nothing makes me as happy as waking up next to you… As the song says: If everything comes to an end, let it be when you are gone. If it all comes to an end, don’t leave me here. Every child has gathered in me and gone, Now I am between the past and oblivion, you are not here until I just need you, answer, don’t do that, don’t leave us here… Emre Aydin Mehmete, my love..
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