Gitme Burdan | Mabel Matiz Antidepresan -

He walked out into the Istanbul rain, humming the melody under his breath, a lonely rhythm in a city that never stopped dancing, even when it was breaking.

"Selim, we talked about this," she said, her voice trembling. "The sadness here... it’s swallowing you. I can’t stay underwater just to hold your hand." Gitme Burdan | Mabel Matiz Antidepresan

In his pocket, the foil of a half-empty blister pack crinkled. Antidepresan. He hadn’t taken one today. He wanted to feel the sharp edges of the goodbye, even if it cut. He walked out into the Istanbul rain, humming