– Good morning, my girl…
Suddenly, a soft voice echoed in her heart — a familiar, long-forgotten childhood whisper… 🕊️💭
Sira softly whispered back, pressing the pencil to her chest:
– I’m still waiting for you, dad… ✏️❤️
Her gaze stayed fixed on the portrait. 🖼️
She knew her father was near…
But this was only the beginning of the story… 🌙
📍 The most emotional part is in the comments — don’t miss it… 😢💬👇
It was a cold autumn morning. Siran stood in the corner of the living room, silent, in front of her father’s portrait. He was
in military uniform, with a gentle smile on his face, as always strong, but today that smile was no longer comforting. It
had ceased to belong to the present and had become a fragment of memory.
In the girl’s hands, there was a simple pencil. She was trying to finish her father’s portrait, feeling every line in her
heart. But her eyes were filled with tears, and two large droplets slid down her cheeks—one landing on the drawing
paper, the other on the pencil. Every drop held an entire childhood—missing embraces, incomplete stories.
The curtains swayed gently in the wind, her hair moved unnoticed on her face, but Siran remained motionless. Her
gaze had frozen on the portrait, filled with longing, pain. It felt as though time had stopped, and this moment would
become eternity.
She whispered softly,
– I’m still waiting for you, dad…
Suddenly, a faint voice seemed to echo in her heart—the familiar whisper of childhood:
– Good morning, my girl…
Her heart stopped for a moment, as if she had heard, felt it, and then it started to beat again—slowly, heavily. She
pressed the pencil to her chest as if holding the last memory—the love, strength, and loss left behind.
Her eyes closed again, in front of the smiling face. She saw her father walking in their garden, her younger self
welcoming him with a hug.
But when she opened her eyes, only the portrait remained. And the tears rolled down again.
Love had not died. It lived in every line, in every gentle breeze, in every pillow hugged at night—and in the girl’s eyes—
forever.
