A New Way

1:

I used to write in Turkish all my life until today and -glad to god- I did it well. But Turkish is not enough today. It's not a linguistic problem, actually I can't describe it as a problem. If I could write in Turkish, it would be easy. We called it on Turkish as "ince mesele". I can translate it as "kind issue" or "precious issue" however, I understand that it will be harder than I thought.

Describe of those days is hard, but silence is harder than. I'm trying to do my best.

I felt aimless and  I've spent all days without a reason for few months before you. There was no need for more words, I'd written all that I would. I thought and I was wrong.

"Слава богу!"

I like you very much. I don't need any images or metaphors, words are useless to describe my days with you, because it's simple and also mighty as water. It's meaningful as is.

I wrote "my days with you", it is not wrong. You are far away from me for today, but it does not matter. When you write me something, there is no one except you. I do like you very much.

2:

I wrote about unhappiness with metaphors rest of my life, but it's enough. I'm very happy with you. Happiness is a new word on my new way.  I've been glad to god every night before sleep when I remember you. I sink into sleep with a smile. I wake up as a grateful man. I'm not a hope seller, nor a hope monger. I am only a cat on your head. (Cat is not a metaphor anymore.)

I'm not a fortune teller. Tomorrow will be better than today when we'll be together and I believe all that I've written since the first day.

3:

A is the first letter of my new alphabet like as almost all alphabets. I begin to live again, write again. I start to write again in English as far as I can for only one reason.

So glad I have you, my dear Alina.