In the evening, I was sitting on my balcony, watching the sky adorned with the red rays of the setting sun. I'm at that stage of life where my eyes need glasses, my legs are weak, and my hands tremble. I saw some college students at the coffee shop in front of my house. Seeing them, some unspoken memories began knocking on the door of my heart. The glow on his face was like a star, and his smile was so comforting. We studied together in college; we were very good friends. I didn't even realize when this friendship was ready to embark on a journey of love. We often went to that coffee shop to relax. I didn't even like coffee, but espresso coffee was the solution to all his problems and the companion to all his joys. I simply loved sitting with him in that coffee shop. One day, he invited me to his favorite coffee shop in the evening. We were sitting together at our table when he said, "Listen, I want to drink coffee with you every morning and evening of my life. I want to share all my sorrows and joys with you. I want to build a home of happiness where we can watch the sunrise together from our room." Saying this, he held my hand, took out a ring, and put it on my finger. I just kept looking at him silently.It was the first time my heart and mind made the same decision; they simply told me to hug him. Without thinking, I hugged him right there in that public place. I couldn't control my emotions; it felt like my heart and mind had stopped thinking and understanding anything else. I was so happy; finally, the person I loved also wanted to be with me, he loved me too. Our friendship had reached the station of love. I don't know when it happened, but I had fallen in love too... He told me that this ring wasn't very expensive, but he promised that one day he would put a diamond ring on my finger. I didn't need that diamond ring; for me, that simple ring was priceless. We started meeting every day and spending time together. One day he messaged me and asked me to meet him at the same coffee shop. I went to meet him, but he didn't come. I waited for him for several hours, but he didn't show up. I called and messaged him, but I couldn't contact him in any way. I went to his house, but that didn't help either. I didn't find anyone there. Hours, weeks, months, and years passed, but my wait didn't end. All the moments and desires I shared with him are still etched in my memories, and my life has moved on, but my heart is still stuck there. I still wear the same ring he gave me; it's more precious and special to me than any gold, silver, or diamond ring. I still remember him the same way; his memories make me feel like a 20-year-old girl again. Although those memories are the most beautiful moments of my life, I have moved far beyond them now. Yet, there is an empty corner in my heart. I haven't heard my heartbeat the way I did that day when he put the ring on my finger. Clinging to my memories and still hoping to find answers to my questions about why he disappeared from my life without a word, I came back to reality and watered the flowering plants on my balcony... and once again, I realized that sometimes, incompleteness is what makes things complete. He is still the prince in the stories of my life. I have so many questions, yet his importance in my life remains unchanged.
I hope I will be able to meet him again someday.I didn't used to like espresso coffee, but now it's my absolute favorite thing. This coffee, its aroma, makes me feel close to it. It's always been with me in my happiness and sadness. This espresso coffee has become the most important part of my life and the reason for my smile........!!!
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