When I told my beloved about the despondent state of my heart, they remarked that I must have found another place for my heart to rest.
Imagine opening your heart to confess an overwhelming numbness and despair, only to have your vulnerability completely twisted. The poet speaks of his 'be-dili'—a deep inner exhaustion and loss of spirit—yet the beloved teasingly or suspiciously assumes he has simply fallen in love with someone else. It beautifully captures that bitter, tragicomic irony of love where genuine sorrow is mistaken for betrayal.
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