...you've made almost no effort to resond for me, respond to me...
I thought when we started this, that actually intended to be my spiritual teacher.
I wanted to believe that meant forever.
No?
I supplemented you with others, never loosing you, or so I thought.
Am I angry? Yes. Pissed? Yes. Feeling abandoned? Yes
Should I tell you? I don't know.
Your idol came falling down once so very long ago, near the green trees and forest.
There I remember.
I remember.
I remember that I looked at the patterns on my prayer carpet.
I remember that I though,
How easy, what a relief, to no longer pray to two different gods!
Perhaps the time has come again. What will we do this time?
I fear to even ask.
Aşk Olsun.
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