I had noticed…

Even if I sent you off from within me, one side of me was still with you. I still don’t know what kind of thing this was. But it was so.

Especially the words…

Sometimes sulky and grumpy, sometimes full of love and passion…

I remember, whenever I put a beautiful word next to you, you immediately scratched it out…

I wanted to believe you, but every time you hit me with your cruel and scentless words. I finally realized that even the words we trust the most can betray us.

Today, sitting in my office, watching the sun winking after the rain, I thought about these things.

The cycles and pains we go through in life are reflected back to us.

And I remember seeing these in your face while looking at you.

Did you ever look into my eyes,

Or were you ever curious about the veil on my face?

Could you see what was gradually disappearing on my lips every day?

I was always alone when I was with you. You had taken my soul too, like most things you took from me.

Day by day I was moving away from you. And one day I looked at you, as if looking for the last time;

“Can I leave you?” That’s how I looked, the truth

That day I thought I couldn’t do it, but I was starting to become quieter and quieter.

I had become too lonely while being with you.

And I did something I would never be able to do.

I was finally able to send you off from myself into infinity…

First I moved away physically, as days passed I also took my emotions from you, but forcefully…

I was a prisoner in chains, I knew where I was going but you wouldn’t let me go.

You were a person who tortured and tormented emotionally but acted as if you had no idea about it.

Just as many loves we thought would never end have ended, my love had ended. But you still didn’t understand.

One day I remembered a sentence I had read a long time ago

“With a single move, a single action, a person could restart everything.”

So did I lack something that people who could do this had?

No, I just needed to remember this sentence…

I understood…If a person wants, they can do or start everything with a single action.

I smiled now as I write my last sentences to you,

Do you know why, Dear readers?

I also realized that we can fit the pleasure and happiness of a momentary lovemaking into a single move, into a single smile.

With just a single move…

For the beginning and ending of loves, deaths, lovemakings, in short everything…