Her kirik kalbin bir hikayesi vardir ardinda ama kimi hikayeler vardir ki..ne anlatmak istersin ne de hatirlamak...
Sende bu hikayelerden birisin iste,anlatmak ya da hatirlamak istemedigim..
Bazen,gorunuyorsun bana geceyarisi, bir kabus gibi ,geceligim kan ter icinde ...
O zaman usulca dudaklarimi isiriyorum ,hatirliyorum hala senden ne kadar nefret ettigimi..gecen bunca yila ragmen..ama mumkun mu boylesi..?
Merak etme,sadece birkac dakika suruyor bu huzun hali..sonra donuyorum tatli hayatima.
Seni, soylenmemis bir siirin satir aralarinda birakir gibi ya da bir cocukluk anisinin ' Bosver.. sadece cocuktum' diye soylettigi gibi..
My silence was for being hurted not being upset.
Every broken heart has stories behind to tell but there are some...you don't even wanna tell neither to remember..
You are one of these stories that i don't wanna tell neither i would like to remember.. Sometimes you are showing up like a nightmare at middle of the night,making me sweat in my gown.Then i bite my lips,remembering how i still hate you after all these years...is it really possible.?
But don't worry, it takes just couple of minutes then , i am back to my sweet life.
.Leaving you between the lines of unspoken poem .or like a memory of a child ,making you feel to say that -never mind..i was just a kid..
