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ﻣﻦ ﺍﻭﻥ ﺭﻭﺯﺍﯾﯽ ﮐﻪ ﺧﻮﺩﺕ ﻫﻢ ﺍﺯ ﺧﻮﺩﺕ ﻓﺮﺍﺭﯼ ﺑﻮﺩﯼ، ﺩﻭ ﺑﺮﺍﺑﺮ ﻫﻤﯿﺸﻪ ﺩﻭﺳﺘﺖ ﺩﺍﺷﺘﻢ؛ ﻫﻢ ﺟﺎﯼ ﺧﻮﺩﻡ، ﻫﻢ ﺟﺎﯼ ﺍﻭﻥ ﻣﺤﺒﺘﯽ ﮐﻪ ﺧﻮﺩﺕ ﺍﺯ ﺧﻮﺩﺕ ﺩﺭﯾﻎ ﻣﯽﮐﺮﺩﯼ.
ﺍﻣﺎ ﻣﯽﺩﻭﻧﯽ ﭼﯽ ﺩﻟﻤﻮ ﻣﯽﺳﻮﺯﻭﻧﻪ؟
ﺗﻮ ﺍﺻﻼً ﻧﻔﻬﻤﯿﺪﯼ. ﻧﻪ ﺍﯾﻨﮑﻪ ﻧﻤﯽﺧﻮﺍﺳﺘﯽ، ﺍﺻﻼً ﺣﻮﺍﺳﺖ ﺑﻪ ﺍﯾﻦ ﭼﯿﺰﺍ ﻧﺒﻮﺩ. اﻧﻘﺪﺭ ﺩﺭﮔﯿﺮ ﺧﻮﺩﺕ ﻭ ﺩﺭﺩﺍﺕ ﺑﻮﺩﯼ ﮐﻪ ﻣﻦ ﺑﺎ ﺗﻤﺎﻡ ﺗﻼﺷﯽ ﮐﻪ ﻣﯽﮐﺮﺩﻡ ﮐﻨﺎﺭﺕ ﺑﺎﺷﻢ، ﺑﺮﺍﺕ ﺩﯾﺪﻩ ﻧﺸﺪﻡ.
ﻣﻦ ﺩﺍﺷﺘﻢ ﺑﺎ ﺗﻤﺎﻡ ﺟﺎﻧﻢ ﺳﻌﯽ ﻣﯽﮐﺮﺩﻡ ﻧﮕﻬﺖ ﺩﺍﺭﻡ، ﺳﻌﯽ ﻣﯽﮐﺮﺩﻡ ﻧﺬﺍﺭﻡ ﺑﯿﺸﺘﺮ ﺍﺯ ﺍﯾﻦ ﺗﻮﯼ ﺧﻮﺩﺕ ﻭ ﺩﺭﺩﺍﺕ ﻏﺮﻕ ﺷﯽ، ﻭ ﺗﻮ ﺣﺘﯽ ﻧﻔﻬﻤﯿﺪﯼ ﯾﻪ ﻧﻔﺮ ﺁﻧﻘﺪﺭ ﻧﺰﺩﯾﮑﺖ ﺍﯾﺴﺘﺎﺩﻩ ﮐﻪ ﺩﺍﺭﻩ ﺟﺎﯼ ﺧﺎﻟﯽِ ﺧﻮﺩﺗﻮ ﺑﺮﺍﺕ ﭘﺮ ﻣﯽﮐﻨﻪ.
ﺷﺎﯾﺪ ﺑﺰﺭﮔﺘﺮﯾﻦ ﮔﻠﻪﻡ ﺍﺯ ﺗﻮ ﻫﻤﯿﻨﻪ؛ ﺍﯾﻨﮑﻪ ﻣﻦ ﺩﻭ ﺑﺮﺍﺑﺮِ ﻫﻤﯿﺸﻪ ﺑﺮﺍﯼ ﺗﻮ ﺑﻮﺩﻡ، ﺍﻣﺎ ﺗﻮ ﺣﺘﯽ ﻧﺪﯾﺪﯼ. ﻭ ﺍﯾﻦ ﺷﺎﯾﺪ ﺍﺯ ﻫﺮ ﺑﯽﻣﻬﺮﯼ ﺑﺮﺍﻡ ﺩﺭﺩﻧﺎﮐﺘﺮ ﺑﻮﺩ؛ ﺍﯾﻨﮑﻪ ﺗﻤﺎﻡ ﺍﯾﻦ ﻣﺪﺕ ﮐﻨﺎﺭﺕ ﺑﻮﺩﻡ ﻭ ﺗﻮ ﺍﺻﻼً ﻣﺘﻮﺟﻪ ﻧﺸﺪﯼ.

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In a world where everyone wants to make the impossible possible, you are the only possibility I am forbidden to make real.
If they call me selfish, they would be right. I am selfish beyond measure—for the touch of your hands, for capturing the moment your eyelids flutter, for the wind weaving through your wavy, dancing hair. When it comes to having all of you, I am the most selfish of all.
Selfishly, I wish I could be nothing more than a dusty dress, so your hands could brush across me and you could shake the dust from me. I wish I could be a horse with a wild, tangled mane, so your gentle hand could stroke my head and soothe me.
My selfishness, my greed, comes from the fact that I am none of these things to you. And somehow, that alone is enough to make me resent everything—and everyone—around you.

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