Story Of My Life

Forbidden love Part 2

Everyone expects to find true love, but that never happens always. Sometimes our expectations lead us towards disappointments. Some people claim it doesn't even exist; I always used to think of it as if I would find my princess. But, deep down, I know we all hope to find the best for us. We all want to be loved; we all want to matter to someone, and I can assure you there is someone out there for you.

More than 7 billion people populate Earth, and I firmly believed someone out of that large number was my perfect match. I have always believed in Jesus Christ as my Lord and saviour. Unfortunately, there is a possibility of you not finding them and causing you to die raw and embittered. But that was simply not my case.

She was my cousin and my very first childhood friend (Her name was Mary). I thought I found my soul mate when I was seven years old. That is a young age, isn't it? Despite the afterthought, I still feel fortunate to spend those precious moments with her. While other people spent years trying to find their loved ones, I found mine when I was barely getting to know the world.

Mary was a really nice girl; she was adorable and sweet. She grew up to be absolutely, astoundingly gorgeous. Mary was tall, slim and her hair was dark obscure colour, and so were her endless deep eyes, drowning me in her essence every time. But it wasn't her good looks that attracted me to her; it was her true self and charm, His...love for me. She was that type of person everyone wanted around them. She was entertaining and loud, something to look at and soak in every detail. Practically everything I could ever want. I don't know why but she was so perfect for me, even though we were imperfect at that time, just like two opposites. She used to tease me a lot and whenever she visited my home on summer vacations. Mary lived in another city (in Ankara) with her mom and dad, whereas I still live in Istanbul.

Since our homes were separated by around 350 km distances, that's why we never got much time to meet each other a lot in our childhood, but she was still my best friend, and I knew that Mary used to like me too. Everything was going great, and we both were having fun in our life's but then one day, suddenly, my whole imaginative story turned around in a new direction until I received a heartbreaking phone call.

Hammy: hello! Who's this?

Mary: hi Hammy, it's me, Mary

Hammy: where have you been for so many days? (I was worried about her)

Mary: aye! I don't have much time for all these conversations; I have to tell you something significant

Hammy: what is it?

Mary: Actually, um... My parents and I are shifting to England within 2 days.

Hammy: but why :( This shouldn't happen.

Mary: I don't know the real reason, and after all, it's a family's decision so, it's a goodbye call

Hammy: um... OK, take care. Bye.

Afterwards, I met her at the airport. I was sad for those distances, but I can spend my whole life waiting for her, and I think she used to miss me as much I miss her. One of the best things about Mary is that she had a smile that could brighten my day no matter how bad it was. One hope that always makes me happy is that she'll come back soon to Turkey, but that didn't happen as I expected.

We didn't talk much in that period because social media wasn't standard at that time, and I used to be careless at that time and Mary always complaining to me that I got so much angry with her all the time, but I never cared. True, be honest, I think no one gets mature at the very young age of 14.

Music has been a passion for me since childhood and is growing up; I always wanted to pursue it as a career. Meanwhile, I focused on my studies and the music I loved the most in that period.