"Women are like elephants to me."

The only thing more I could ask for would be for her to still be here. Everything around me reminds me of her. The things she forgot, the things she left intentionally, the little post-it saying "Seni çok seviyorum!", the taste of her still in my mouth, the smell of my sheets, the lighter that says "Turkey", the empty Smirnoff Ice bottle, the empty bag of crisps that we ate, the music that we listened to, her cigarette butts, the knowledge that there must still be salt from her tears on my T-shirt, the Turkish Delight that she gave me. I miss her. I miss her so fucking much.