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Turkÿe

During the time in the car on the way to the airport, I thought I was going to have a good time, I was nervous.
During the time at the airport, I thought that she did not want to lose me, she was excited.
During the time on the plane, I thought that I don't like the takeoff, I was impatient.

Arriving in Turkÿe, I thought I was going to make many friends, I was anxious.

During the first two days, I thought it was going to be a long week, I was a bit disappointed.
During the next 3 days, I thought I was finding my people, I was happy.
During the weekend, I thought about how much fun I was having, I was freaking out.

During the first day of the second week, I sat in the back of the bus, thinking how much I liked these people.
During the next two days, I opened up a bit more, thinking about how much I loved music.

During Friday, the goodbay party was held, I was a bit overwhelmed but I had a great time.
During Saturday, we went to see barbi, I said goodbye to those whom I was surely not going to see again, I was sad.
During Sunday morning, I packed my suitcase and went to the airport, I was tired.

During the flight, I thought that I did not like the takeoff, it was turned off.
During the layover time to go home, I thought that I probably would never see those people again, I was crying like never before.

During the time I was crying, I could only think one thing,
How much I loved them
How much I appreciated them,
How much I was going to miss them
How much I wish this would last longer, How much I will remember them,
How much I love them
How much I will love them.

During the waiting time for the next flight, I wrote a text to each one, I thought they would like it.
During the hour and a half, I made a special text for each one, I thought I was already missing them.
During the flight back home, I cried like I never had before, I was devastated.

During all that time, I was crying. And you know what was the best?
The best thing was that I didn't mind crying
The best thing was that I kept the good, The best thing was that I would never forget them,
The best thing was that they have a place in my heart,
The best thing was knowing that they have their names saved in my head and in my mobile notes.

So yeah, I miss them
So yeah, I've cried
So yeah, I've made a lot of friends,
So yes, I'll tell you about these two weeks.

Thank you Türkiye for so much in so little.

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