We both stepped through life. Neither you gave up on me, nor did I give up on you.
Our words struggled, our feelings became scrambled You had things you wanted to do, I dragged you behind me when the place you wanted to be was very different. I tied you to the tail of my shadow and you came with me dragging your feet.
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I cried, you listened, you fought with yourself, I watched.
We were both swept away like the wind. Forgive me. You had dreams, what you wanted to do. I've been blocked for years. I stopped you. I taped your mouth when you wanted to talk.
I lived with me in you and you with you in me. Halfway down the road now your dreams are crawling. I'm winking at you from below. On the other hand, I pour rain on the years I have squandered on a windowsill.
Don't mind me, keep crawling, maybe you can walk without falling, without being dropped.
Look, your words are not offended by you, mine are bent.
Wait, I'll put a kiss on your cheek, in honor of you walking. Approach the mirror.
What are we so offended? Tell me what's wrong these days. Look, you're trying to write years later. You may be swimming in a stormy sea, but you are trying to learn to swim. There is no age to learn.
Come on, don't be silly, I'm always talking and I want to listen to you a little bit.
“I am already in the middle of words. Words swell as they are thrown like hallaç cotton. I'm so tired of talking.
People always say good. I'm listening secretly, everyone is fine, everyone is right. Who is doing the worlds evil then? Why can't these people filter their emotions through logic?
I see they say, let's live the day and be happy in the moment.
Isn't it a pity for the most beautiful blessing of life given. Eat, drink, get up. Is this life?
Is this why humanity was born?
While you're in a hurry to run, I'm muttering to myself.
Then I dream, hidden from you.
"Let's see what you're doing, it's hidden from me."
If only every person identifies with a single emotion. One is love, one is hope. Then, if these feelings get bigger, if grudge, envy and jealousy neutralize the feelings of people who have only one emotion. It's a dream. I'm setting up on my own.
Also, I see a judgment circulating that people will love themselves first. Who loves himself first: I'm fine, I'm beautiful, I do my best, I know, I understand.
A person's sense of self takes over his whole heart. Can anyone who says "I" in everything say "you" or "you"?
Life is a journey, we are a passenger. On this journey, we have to meet with other passengers and be at the same time with their problems.
Those who say that the snake that does not touch me should live for a thousand years may even need a snake.
I'm in the middle of a ball of thoughts.
One of your tired old feelings goes, others come.
You are right, man is a thinking being.
Add hope to your thoughts. Maybe it ends, takes root, a sprout will emerge. It even stops in flower. Where does the scent come from? A hopeless life is no different from death. Let's hope that goodness and beauty will increase, then add prayer to your hope.
Prayer is able to open all blind chains.
Don't forget. Remember, my dear friend.
Don't forget you in me