We're on the rocks... again! Shouting at each other.
She wants Her Can back! The one who loved her and flirted with her, and took her to secret places. The one who touched her hair and slow danced with her. The one who kissed her and held her close. The one who told her that her smell drove him crazy. The one who wiped her tears away with his thumbs.
Why don't you Remember me?
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BUT my head is a Void. I don't remember this Can, let alone this Sanem!
I'm now the shell of the man she says loved her like that.
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I'm the Can who feels worse and worse each day as I see what this is doing to her. I'm the Can who is making her unhappy.
I'm the Can who is making her cry.
I can't do this Sanem. I'm sorry for hurting you, again.
I turn and walk away. Tears in my eyes. I know she is walking distance from her parents house, her neighbourhood. I have to go. I need some space, some air, some time.
She cries as she watches me drive off.
SANEM POV
I don't know what else to do? It's a slow and painful walk along the water to my district. Papa is in the garden and Mum is in the shop. I don't want to stay for dinner so I call a cab and go home to the farm.
The Divit house is empty.
CANS POV
I grab some essentials, pack a bag and head off to the airport with no idea of where I'm going. I miss my Dad and I didn't say goodbye to Emre.
At the terminal, I look at the departures board... The Maldives? I think of Sanems tanned toned body in a black swimsuit.
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