He

He always wanted to say those in his head, but never got the courage. Holding her hand tightly, he whispered into her ear. Seeing her smile he felt relieved. He freed her from him. He wanted to say more, but it was too late, she wasn't there anymore, she had long gone.

He Said Something

He said something and his words filled her chest with bliss. She could feel the warm blood circulating through her veins. Her heart started beating very fast and then lowered and lowered and lowered.

Holding his hand, she died.

Where in your memories are you?

Going back to Istanbul was more than a trip. it was living through all the past memories once again. First days were sleepless. How could I sleep among all these memories? They kept me awake. They keep me alive. I wondered where in my memories I was left.

What about you? Have you ever thought where in your memories you are?

My silence

I have millions to say, but I am enveloped in my own silence. Silence tells more, but that is something you will never know.