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The flowers bloom at midnight in this silent darkness.
Your scent spreads around me, and I take a deep breath.
I reach out and light their lamps and the sanctuary within me.
And I greet the morning with its name, babbling like a prayer.
Thoughts transform into feelings within me.
A morning wind blows.
One morning, a song is heard from unknown distant lands.
The sky takes it from a ferry, and it disperses innocently into clouds.
Your scent spreads around me, and I take a deep breath.
I reach out and light their lamps and the sanctuary within me.
And I greet the morning with its name, babbling like a prayer.
Thoughts transform into feelings within me.
A morning wind blows.
One morning, a song is heard from unknown distant lands.
The sky takes it from a ferry, and it disperses innocently into clouds.
I want a mature person in front of me..
Honest with me,
Even in the smallest waves;
Mature enough not to turn their back.
When I turn my back,
Reliable enough not to stab me in the back.
One must be just as courageous.
One should not get wet in the rain or run away from the storm.
One should not fear a rock when one's foot slips on it.
"One should love when it suits one's purpose,
He should not leave when he sees the difficulty"!
Honest with me,
Even in the smallest waves;
Mature enough not to turn their back.
When I turn my back,
Reliable enough not to stab me in the back.
One must be just as courageous.
One should not get wet in the rain or run away from the storm.
One should not fear a rock when one's foot slips on it.
"One should love when it suits one's purpose,
He should not leave when he sees the difficulty"!
Oh my beloved...
If your bag is filled with pain and you can't breathe, come.
My shores where you can find peace are yours...
If your hopes wither and dry and you can't find water
Let's water them together, my tears are yours.
If your wing breaks and you can't fly to blue, what's the use of having it?.
My wings are yours...
If you cannot find hope in desperate trials
My prayers for myself are yours...
If your bag is filled with pain and you can't breathe, come.
My shores where you can find peace are yours...
If your hopes wither and dry and you can't find water
Let's water them together, my tears are yours.
If your wing breaks and you can't fly to blue, what's the use of having it?.
My wings are yours...
If you cannot find hope in desperate trials
My prayers for myself are yours...
Love a woman...
But love her not out of habit, but by holding her by the quiet places of her heart.
Love her not by listening to her voice, but by listening to what she says when she is silent.
Love her not just to say "good morning" in the mornings,
Write to them so they feel warm when they wake up.
When they check their phone, they should see more than just a message;
Let them see a heart that says "I'm here."
For example, caress their hair; so it stays beautiful even when the wind ruffles it.
Love your walk, the way you carry yourself even in a crowd.
Love the little lines that appear at the corners of your eyes when you smile,
because they are the most innocent traces of experience.
Love
But love her not out of habit, but by holding her by the quiet places of her heart.
Love her not by listening to her voice, but by listening to what she says when she is silent.
Love her not just to say "good morning" in the mornings,
Write to them so they feel warm when they wake up.
When they check their phone, they should see more than just a message;
Let them see a heart that says "I'm here."
For example, caress their hair; so it stays beautiful even when the wind ruffles it.
Love your walk, the way you carry yourself even in a crowd.
Love the little lines that appear at the corners of your eyes when you smile,
because they are the most innocent traces of experience.
Love
There are some loves that embrace without touching, see without looking.
Their name is "SOUL".
Some loves don't reside in the eyes, but on the edge of the heart.
Their name is "DEPTH".
Some loves begin not with time, but with a moment; they last a lifetime.
Their name is "FATE".
Some loves grow in a word, multiply in a silence.
Their name is "UNDERSTANDING".
Some loves neither begin nor end.
Their name is "UNIVERSE".
Some loves live like a secret between two hearts.
Their name is **"BAĞ"**
Some loves do not look back to the past; they build the future.
Their name is **"UMUT"**
Some loves do not grow when they reunite; they grow when they wait.
Their name is **"PATIENCE".**
Some loves expres
Their name is "SOUL".
Some loves don't reside in the eyes, but on the edge of the heart.
Their name is "DEPTH".
Some loves begin not with time, but with a moment; they last a lifetime.
Their name is "FATE".
Some loves grow in a word, multiply in a silence.
Their name is "UNDERSTANDING".
Some loves neither begin nor end.
Their name is "UNIVERSE".
Some loves live like a secret between two hearts.
Their name is **"BAĞ"**
Some loves do not look back to the past; they build the future.
Their name is **"UMUT"**
Some loves do not grow when they reunite; they grow when they wait.
Their name is **"PATIENCE".**
Some loves expres
Another whole year is about to pass..
This is life; it just goes by like water...
We laugh and we cry, sometimes..
Sometimes there are hearts with the strength to conquer mountains..
Sometimes it's as delicate as a bird's wing.
Tiredness, regrets, dreams that one wanted to live but couldn't...
Postponed lives..Or tasted goodies..
There is love, there is pain, there is taste, there is salt..There is friendship, friendship and, most importantly, sharing..
It should be shared anyway.. Beauty should spread like a contagious disease..
From me to you, from you to me..
Who does this world belong to?
We are here today, but gone tomorrow..
Love should not be scarce in our hearts..
Imagine; looking in
This is life; it just goes by like water...
We laugh and we cry, sometimes..
Sometimes there are hearts with the strength to conquer mountains..
Sometimes it's as delicate as a bird's wing.
Tiredness, regrets, dreams that one wanted to live but couldn't...
Postponed lives..Or tasted goodies..
There is love, there is pain, there is taste, there is salt..There is friendship, friendship and, most importantly, sharing..
It should be shared anyway.. Beauty should spread like a contagious disease..
From me to you, from you to me..
Who does this world belong to?
We are here today, but gone tomorrow..
Love should not be scarce in our hearts..
Imagine; looking in
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