The Immortal Tale of Love and Red Roses

In the depths of despair, her heart ached not for the organ that betrayed her but for the love she had lost. This is the story of a love so profound that it defied time itself, a love that left an indelible mark on both heart and soul. 💖

The young girl was lying in her room in pain again. She was face to face with death in the prime of her life. His father placed an ad in the newspapers and offered money to save her. But what concerned her was not the stuttering of her heart, but the ache inside her heart. She remembered her beloved and another tear fell from her eyes. Five painful years had passed since their separation. In fact, that damn money came between their love. She remembered that her beloved once said to her:

- I may not be rich, but I have a heart that loves you. “I can only give you that,” he said.

What else could someone in need of love want? It was enough for him to love herself. She was most upset about her hair loss. Because her beloved kissed and smelled her hair. Every hair that fell out was like a dagger to her heart. Now all she wanted was for her loved one to be with her in her last moments. What if she could see him one more time, smell him one more time. She fell asleep among these thoughts.

Her father entered his daughter's room excitedly. When he said, "Good news, my daughter, the heart has been found," he looked at his daughter's fairy-beautiful face, wet with longing for her beloved, and left the room...

When the young girl came to her senses a week later, it was as if she was in another world. She had a strange feeling inside. It was as if this world seemed very different to her. She thought of her beloved again. Her heart started beating faster than before. Her heart had changed, but she loved her beloved more than before.

One night she suddenly woke up from her sleep and her heart was beating very fast. This situation continued like this. She went to the doctor and explained her situation. Doctor:

-It will pass in a month, she said.

But even though months passed, the situation remained the same.

One day she went to the garden and she loved flowers. She went to the red roses. Her heart started beating fast. She loved red roses the most. Because her beloved always said that she looked like her. Suddenly the doorbell rang. She opened the door and there was no one there. She looked at the ground and there was a letter and she approved it. She opened the letter and her heart started beating fast. It was his scent. She could barely sit in her seat. She took the letter out of the envelope with trembling hands and began to read:

“My beloved, today is the sixth year of our love. I always loved you. Since we had to break up with you, I neither loved nor married anyone because I knew that two loves could not fit in one heart. Every day was spent with suffering and torment. I wrote poems for you every day, I read my poems every day and I cried every day. I wrote, read and cried every day for five years. One day an opportunity presented itself. I couldn't be more unfair to myself by rejecting this opportunity. I went far away from you, thinking that maybe I would forget you. But now I miss you more. Every night I come to you, caress your innocent face, kiss your cheeks, you wake up, I think you understand that I'm coming, but you go back to your sweet sleep. My beloved, I always came to you. Now you come to me, okay? Take care of our red roses. And don't forget that you now have a heart inside you that loves you more than you do. Take care of him, okay? Take care of the red roses and our hearts. I will wait until you come to me, my beloved. Goodbye…"