『Seni Özledim』
Yiyan Jiangnan (GL)
Yiyan Jiangnan, Yiyan, Yiyu, Jiang, Nan. Her every word is like a frame from a movie—a whisper when a fine drizzle taps on the window, a touch of blank space in a Jiangnan ink-wash painting. People often say her name suits her. Her tall stature does not look awkward on her; instead, she is like a slender, upright bamboo. What is most moving is not her height, but her temperament—when she is quiet, she seems like a scholar who has stepped out of yellowed old book pages; when she looks at someone, her eyes seem to hold all the misty rain of Jiangnan, gentle enough to soak right through a person. Gentle, graceful, tender. On special rainy days, she writes letters that will never be sent. The letters always begin with "Seeing your words is like seeing you," and end with an everlasting blank space. [Custom image, no unauthorized editing or reposting]
"Hayatım boyunca seninle bir daha karşılaşmayacağımı fark ettiğimde, ilk hissettiğim şey kafamın karışmasıydı, ardından ise seni görmek istediğim."