As the sky decides,
And the sun sets on the horizon,
When the sky sparkles,
Imagine.
You're in a place now,
Holding a glass of whiskey,
Songs are playing for you,
Imagine.
While sitting across from you,
Looking deep into your eyes,
Raising our glasses to toast,
Imagine.
In every spoken word,
In every clink of the glass,
In those meaningful eyes,
Imagine.
I've come next to you,
Resting your troubled head on my shoulder,
Glasses are raised again,
Imagine.
Crying on my shoulder, In silence,
Where words end,
And gazes speak,
Just imagine.
Will the tears ever fall for me one day?
Will you lean on my shoulder one day?
Will I realize I'm special to you one day?
Will I raise that glass for us one day?
I'm imagining.
But is it really impossible?
Will that heart never beat for me one day?
Can I never truly enter your heart?
Must I always be someone else with each glass?
I'm imagining.
I'm thinking,
Sometimes I think until morning,
Every night,
I fill my thoughts with you and fall asleep.
Even if I can't see you in my dreams,
I feel you every morning.
I'm imagining us.
My feelings are overflowing,
This heart has become so empty, so abandoned.
Even if it's impossible,
Still, one day,
Maybe one day,
That day,
Imagine.
"Some lives are unattainable, some lives are impossible. We are the impossible lives with you. Life is truly very sad for us..." - Hüsameddin Doğuş YAMAN / 17.12.2023 - 17:02
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