The Most Beautiful Side Of Being With You

Do you know what the most beautiful side of being with you is?

To feel your heat which makes my palms sweat

even without touching your hand to mine.

Do you know what the worst side of being with you is? 

To chitchat for hours in vain everytime we speak

although the word "I love you" bites the tip of my tongue. 

Do you know what the most exciting side of being with you is?

To think about the same thing at the same time with you.

To cry and laugh together.

And to miss you crazily even when you're here...

Do you know what the most painful side of being with you is?

To share you with a lot of people who I never know.

And to be jealous kidly about everybody who stands by or talks to you.   

Do you know what the happiest side of being with you is?

To walk side by side on the roads
by worrying about facing with familiar people...

To get wet together in the rain just to spite the umbrella in my hand.

To wait for you with wild flowers in my hand...

To eat the same foods at the same places. 

Do you know what the most romantic side of being with you is?

To tell the stars and the moon the things which I can't tell you

in my nights without you.  

To find you in the pages of the book I read

and in every line of the songs and poems I listen to. 

Do you know what the most difficult side of being with you is?

To lock up my ineffable feelings which I experience for the first time

in a boat without shovels in the middle of the hope sea

because of fearing to lose you. 

To succeed keeping friends with you for years

instead of being lovers. 

To walk barefoot on the sharpest side of knife.

To compress my tears on my heart instead of salt

whenever it bleeds.

Do you know what the only side effect of being with you is?

How can you know?

You were never with me.

If you were, my hands wouldn't sweat...

I wouldn't bite the tip of my tongue...

I wouldn't miss you when you are near me. 

I wouldn't get jealous. 

I wouldn't be afraid of walking on the roads. 

I wouldn't get wet in the rains...

I wouldn't pour out my troubles to the stars and the moon.

I wouldn't get drunk like this in every song. 

I wouldn't be afraid of losing you. 

I would jump into the sea from the boat with my bleeding feet...

And I would shout out you in every stroke...

But you were never with me... 

Sometimes your mind was a long way off...

Sometimes your heart.

Original poem SENİNLE OLMANIN EN GÜZEL YANI

Written by CAN YÜCEL 

Translated by Sihirli Yazılar