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It's a book that begins with metaphors from my own life and then progresses into fiction. It's about a woman's life challenges, her journey to marriage and a baby. -spoilers- If you're uncomfortable, it also mentions her miscarriage.
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I can't sleep in these days. I have bad dreams. I don't know what to write, I just think.
I haven't been here long.
I'm right in front of your heart door.
I take off my shoes, but you always have an excuse.
It was hard for me to leave there.
Not as hard as not being with you.
My mother is calling, I think I forgot to water the tomatoes.
Pencil marks on my hand, lines erased for beautiful writing. I forgot, I should have watered the tomatoes.
I pursed my lips. It was very hot and the little chicks were talkative unlike me. When I sat down on the ground, I thought only of him and continued to hold the hose in my hand.
I cooked. The weather was very hot, how is it there? I read books, learned new words. What did you do, did you miss me?
As I was walking to the market, I saw your face on the roads again.The stones seemed to resemble your face, a song was playing in my head.When I lifted my head, I saw you. I swallowed as my eyelashes filled up qucikly.
I put the souvenir which I bought from the gift shop next to me. It reminds me of that place and you.
Of course,you are the most important.
May the God protect you.
My heart felt like it was going to burst out of my chest like it was a panic attack. When I saw you I stopped and looked.You smiled. As if nothing was happening. As if you had no idea. Of course you didn’t. If you could see my heart when you looked into my eyes, you could ask how I was.
“Why did you go to the hospital?”
“I was sick.”
When he looked at me, my heart ached again.
I put on the wax stamp I made. It was even more beautiful with the flower and my own drawing.
