Elif sat on the balcony of her modest apartment, her fingers tracing the outline of her phone screen. Her heart skipped a beat as she read the message from Mert: "Özledim aşkım." The words resonated in her soul, stirring a whirlwind of emotions. She closed her eyes, letting memories of their shared moments flood her mind—laughter in quaint cafés, their hands intertwined as they strolled along the Bosphorus under the moonlight.
Elif sighed, feeling the weight of the distance that lay between them. Mert's absence was a palpable void in her life. "Will he come back?", she wondered aloud, her voice barely above a whisper. Despite the uncertainty, the warmth of his words offered a semblance of comfort, a promise of a connection that distance could never truly sever.
Elif picked up a picture of them at the seaside, laughing with the wind in their hair. It was taken during their last trip before Mert had to leave for work overseas. "We'll make more memories like these," she promised herself, a determined glint in her eyes. The love they shared was worth waiting for, worth fighting for.
Elif stood up, her resolve firm. "I'll hold on," she declared, her voice filled with quiet strength. She knew their love was strong enough to withstand the miles between them. The message from Mert was not just a reminder of absence, but a testament to their bond.
Elif made a wish, her heart full of hope and anticipation. The future, though uncertain, held the promise of reunion and renewed love. Mert's words lingered in her heart, a beacon guiding her through the nights of longing.
Elif watched the sunrise, a smile playing on her lips. She was ready to face the day, knowing that love would always be her guiding star. No matter the distance, their hearts were forever linked, bound by the simple yet profound message: "Özledim aşkım."
