Songs Sing For You

When no one was around, she would quietly slip outside. Ayla by her side, singing out loud and careless, while Pera, a little shy, would try to hide her blushing smile. On days when the scent of seaweed danced with the warmth of the sand, Vera would come to her mind. How could she ever forget Dora’s cotton candy hands or the sweet watermelon scent of Asya’s hair? Sunflower seeds were cracked open, tea gently brewed, and the most tender conversations unfolded by the doorstep. Songs would sing of her, softly whispered by Saba, on those summer nights that felt like they would never end.