Özdemir Asaf | Eskisi kadar özlemiyorum seni

I don't miss you as much as I used to. I don't miss you as much as I used to, And I don't cry at odd times. My eyes don't fill with tears at the mention of your name. I don't keep track of your absence anymore. I'm a little tired. A little heartbroken. And my absence has tainted me a little! I haven't learned how to be okay yet, but I've patched "I'm okay" onto my tongue. I'm actually anxious, forgetting you. Not being able to remember your face despite straining my memory a million times scares me. I'm not waiting for you to come anymore, I don't even want you to come. I don't have the slightest curiosity in me about how you are. You come to my mind every now and then, I say, My troubles are enough for me, what's it to me? Have I gotten used to your absence? Am I giving up on your presence? I'm actually anxious, What if I love someone else? Then believe me, I will never forgive you in my life. Poet: Özdemir Asaf Comment: Ahmet Faruk Nalbantoğlu Image: Abdullah Aydın