He held the cigarette between his lips and pulled out the happiness. As soon as the cigarette smoke was released, the smoke was rising towards the sky. He stared at the sky with smoke and his salty eyes. He looked at the clouds in the sky with two eyes and began to think, why do people judge each other so much? Why do people repeatedly make people close to them stand on the fence?
So love, friendship, relationship has no value to people. People expect to live longer because of that bond. Why do those relationships become bitter for a while?
Those of us who dream of painting with colored brushes erase our existence with black paint. We hang out with thousands of people all the time. But not everyone can touch us. But someone comes to change our lives. We always dream about those people. Because we believe that if we live in each other's dreams, we will always be together.
But in the end, we too are swept away by the tide. Tired mind, calm eyes, lost at the end of the day.
When the bright sky suddenly falls covered with black clouds, we just enjoy it. We don't have the feeling to measure its depth. We evaluate the importance of each relationship separately. But whenever we lose the balance of the relationship, we begin to break from each relationship. I was engrossed in trying unsuccessfully to attach the broken mirror pieces.
I don't have a heart like a mountain.
I am a tiny fresh leaf.
Which leaves the hull a little, in its own vastness.
