One day I will tell you all my stories.
One day I will tell all my stories. One day I will look up at the sky and float my feelings and memories, piece by piece, into the clouds.

There are some things that we never tell anyone. There are some memories that cannot be explained to anyone, they just float around in the heart like a scene from time to time. Those memories have no language, no explanation—yet they live on in their own way. Day after day, night after night, year after year, those feelings secretly accumulate in the chest, in the hope that someday someone will understand.
But how many understand? People see the outside face, the voice that can be heard. The words that sit quietly in the secret room inside, they do not reach anyone's ears. You can write them down if you want, but still some feelings cannot be expressed in words. Sometimes they just become tears in the corners of the eyes, and sometimes they take the form of a deep breath. At the end of the day, if someone asks you very dearly, “Is everything okay?”—then you still say with your mouth, “Yes, I am okay.” But a storm is still raging inside your heart.
These feelings that accumulate and become mountains one day cannot be easily removed. They cannot be explained to anyone. Yet, somewhere deep in the heart, a belief lives, that one day I will tell the truth. One day I will tell everything openly. Not to anyone, at least to Akash. Because Akash does not ask any questions, does not want any answers. He only listens. Akash is the only listener who can understand everything while remaining silent.
Your wait for that “one day” is actually a journey of introspection. That day will be a day when you will no longer restrain yourself. The day when you will release the wordless words, memories, every particle of pain accumulated in your chest into the net of clouds. They may merge with the sky, may return in raindrops, may disappear forever with a light breeze. But you will then become lighter. You will then be free.
Think about how many people have left in your life, leaving only a few moments, unsaid words. You wanted to say them, but there was no time. Or maybe you were afraid—if they did not understand! But to understand true feelings, you don't need words, just a little bit of heart. There were times when there was someone with a mind who could read the language of your eyes, but he is no more. Then you have to keep your feelings locked up to yourself.
Still, you think about that 'one day'. Because if that day comes, you will no longer be the same. Then you will not be just a person, you will become the collector of all your stories, the commentator of all your pain. Then you will not need to hide anything. Then every word you say will touch the clouds and spread across the sky.
Many may think that feelings floating in the clouds are of no use. But they don't know - there is nothing important in life like lightening the mind. When feelings are stuck, they also create pain in the body, and increase the burden on breathing. That is why people sometimes go and stand in front of nature - by the sea, on the top of a mountain, or under the sky. Because they know that even if these natural vastnesses cannot explain our feelings, they can contain them.
Your “one day” is not a specific day. It is not time-bound, but a day of preparation within you. When you truly ask yourself—is now the time? And the answer comes from within—yes, now. Then you might look up at the night sky and say, “Here, I have kept my words for you. These are my memories, my feelings. You pick them up, the way clouds pick up the water in the sky.”
At that moment you will be free. Without any explanation.




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