When She Disappeared

 And, in the end, she was lost.
  
 Her feelings seemed to have stopped working altogether. She couldn't understand what she was feeling in that moment, no matter how hard she tried.
  
 Joy and sorrow were working within her at the same time. She couldn't tell anyone exactly how she felt.
  
 She remained silent. She told no one anything. She kept all her words stored away inside herself.
  
 So much had vanished from her life. What she had received in return—it would have been better if she had never received it at all. She thought this pain would probably never leave her for the rest of her life. Her life was over now.
  
 Time moved on as time does. Now she can laugh and does laugh. Sometimes she laughs out loud, sometimes silently. Looking at her from the outside, one would think everything is fine. Nothing has happened to her... But really, nothing is fine at all. She is completely shattered. Living has become very difficult for her.
 She knows she survives by taking refuge in false laughter all the time. There's nothing else she can do. Her heart is still broken today. But what does it matter to anyone? What's the point of showing people your sorrow? It's terribly painful to smile with a broken heart. Those who don't have to smile like this won't understand.
  
 She had only one mistake. Even knowing and understanding everything, she kept forgiving that person again and again. She was afraid—what if that person left her? How would she survive then? The person who had never valued her—she was restless with the fear of losing them. She had given that person far more value than they deserved. So that person had the opportunity to keep her worthless. You mustn't value people too much. When people receive too much value, they become reckless.
  
 Someone you'll have to let go anyway, or someone who won't keep you anyway—it's better to let go of their hand early on. The more time passes, the more the sorrow grows. That's the rule. She had many dreams about life. The one she loved, she wanted to keep them in her life at any cost. She thought one thing, but life showed her another.
  
 She had wanted to become entangled with that person's life. Very quickly, she had bound her own life to the equation of that person's life. She never wanted to understand whether that person thought about her in the same way. She believed that the person she loved could never leave her.
  
 There are many foolish people like her in this world. Life doesn't work with such simplicity. Living with such naivety brings sorrow. She received it too. When that person left, almost everything of her existence seemed to leave with them. She was left alone with a chest full of emptiness.
  
 All the promises she had made to her own soul seemed to blow away in the wind. Still, she kept waiting. She believed that if her love was true, that person would surely return. They would have to come back!
  
 Poor thing, truly simple, naive, foolish. Such people are very out of place in this world. It's very easy to hurt such people. Everyone leaves such people behind. Such people spend their whole lives waiting. They don't even know themselves what they're waiting for.
  
 One day such people can no longer trust anyone, can no longer love anyone, can no longer give anyone a place in their heart. That day they learn that living alone in anguish is much better than living in anguish with someone else.