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@theycallmeash
seni özlemekten çok yoruldum ya
It’s time to get clear about who you are. It’s time to get clear about what you want. It’s time to get clear about what you need. It’s time to get clear about what you value. It’s time to get clear about what you deserve.
dört duvarla bakıştık, geleceğini söylesinler diye yalvararak baktım. hiç ses çıkmadı, sen de gelmedin zaten.
“Two-Day Forever”
It wasn’t the first, and it won’t be the last.
Just something brief that passed through me
and left more than it should have.
It happened on the edge of something blue—
I still don’t know if it was real
or something I needed to believe in.
But even the quietest part of me felt it.
Not loudly, not all at once,
just enough to make it stay.
I’m not angry.
There’s nothing sharp in what I feel,
only the dull weight of something that ended
before it had the chance to become anything.
For a moment, I thought
maybe I could love again.
Not the way I used to—
but in a softer, quieter way.
You made that feel possible.
And then it was gone.
Now it sits somewhere in between—
not solid enough to be a memory,
not distant enough to be a dream.
I remember your warmth.
The way it felt to be close to you,
how natural it seemed,
as if my body had known you longer than I had.
Two days.
That’s all it was.
But something in me
still insists
it was meant to last much longer.
maviliğin kıyısında, toprakla su arasındaki ince çizgideydik; aynı gerçeklik ve hayalin sınırlarında geziyor gibiydik
god rest my soul