“Contest : One Picture One Story Week-SEASON 01”

That winter evening is still alive in some corner of my heart. Whenever it starts to snow. My memories involuntarily return to that day. That day was not just a meeting. But the end of many months of distance countless tears prayers and waiting.

Haris and I had known each other since university. At first we were just good friends. But over time our friendship turned into love. He cared about every little thing I said. He understood the state of my heart from my silence. Life seemed so beautiful. As if there was a new joy hidden in every day.

But guys life does not always go according to one’s plans. After graduation Haris got a job abroad. It was a golden opportunity for him. But also a difficult test for us. That day when he was saying goodbye to me at the airport. There were dreams in his eyes and tears in my eyes.

He held my hand tightly and said:

“It is just a matter of some months. Then I will be back. Distance will not diminish love.”

I smiled and shook my head. But my heart knew how long these months would be.

At first everything was fine. We would video call every day telling each other stories of our day. He would show me the snowfall there. And I would show him the rains in my city. Sometimes he would call me at three in the morning. Just to hear my voice.

But over time distance makes us tired. The calls started to decrease. He became busier and I became more lonely. Many nights passed when I would wait for his message with my phone in my hand. Sometimes I would get angry sometimes I would cry. But then his small voice would end all my doubts.

One night he suddenly said:

“This time in the winter I am coming to meet you.”

I couldn’t believe it. I silent for a moments. Then tears started flowing from my eyes uncontrollably. Maybe tears of joy. Maybe the joy of this wait is over.

After that day every morning felt new to me. I counted the days on the calendar. The date of his flight was preserved in my heart like a holiday.

Finally that day had come.

It was a quiet winter evening. Light snow was falling from the sky. Whiteness was everywhere. I was standing a little far from the city on the road. Where he had asked me to come. My hands were trembling from the cold. But my heart was beating much more uncontrollably.

Then a car appeared from afar. My heart seemed to stop for a moment. The car slowly approached me and stopped. The door opened… and he got out.

Exactly as I remembered. Maybe a little more tired… but more my own than before.

For a moment we both just stared at each other. As if so many months of waiting had been summed up in just one glance. Then he slowly approached me and laughed and said:

“Even in such cold weather you are just as stubborn.”

My laughter and tears came out at the same time.

The next moment he took me in his arms. That moment was probably most peaceful moment of my life. It felt like all worries in the world had ended. As if my heart had returned home.

We walked on that deserted snowy road for a long time. He kept telling me about the things. There and I just watched him. Many times I wanted time to stop there.

Suddenly he held my hand as we walked and said:

“You know what was the most difficult?”

I shook my head in the negative.

He smiled but there was moisture in his eyes.

“Not having you with me after every success. Every happiness seemed incomplete.”

Hearing this from him my eyes filled up again. Maybe this is what love is. A person misses only one person even among thousands of people.

We both laughed like children in the snow. Sometimes throwing snow at each other sometimes taking pictures. There was no noise that evening. Only our laughter and the soft soft particles of snow falling.

The night was starting to get dark. The cold wind was getting stronger. But the strange thing was that I did not feel the cold at all. Maybe love really does create a different kind of warmth inside a person.

Before returning he looked at me and said softly:

“If I ever have to go far again remember… my heart will always be with you.”

I held his hands tightly.

That night I realized for the first time that true love is not just about being together. But about living in each other’s hearts despite all the distance.

Even today when the first snow of winter falls. I can’t help but smile. Because I know that the most beautiful meetings in the world are those behind. Which patience waiting and true love are hidden.

And maybe that’s why that snowy evening became the most beautiful memory of my life.

Thank you for being with me.

@m-princess

@tammanna