This article was automatically translated from the original Turkish version.
Love what do you think it is,
Being unable to even touch,
Or bearing the pain of your heart burning,
What was it?
Is simply loving enough,
Something that has always been inside you,
Yet you never truly attained,
What was it?
If seeing them just once meant the world would collapse,
Is that what you meant,
Or is it believing you have forgotten them but never being able to truly forget,
What was it?
Despite everything,
Being unable to replace them with anyone else,
Or refusing to trade them for the entire world,
What was it?
Polat, Rezzan. "Aşk." Unpublished poem, 2026.