I crafted an original idea with Osman and Selma characters. I gave it a setting in a teahouse in Istanbul, Turkey. Then I gave specific details. I entered all of that into ChatGPT and voila. So this letter is a collaboration between GPT and Palango (me). I hope y’all like it.

My Dearest Selma,

As I sit here in this intimate Istanbul teahouse, I find myself surrounded by the warmth of its atmosphere, the sweet aroma of the tea, and the gentle whispers of lovers reunited. It is in this place that my thoughts, like a thousand swirling leaves, are carried to you on the winds of time. Oh, my beloved, how my soul has longed for this moment, to be with you once again.

It has been five years since our last meeting, and as I reflect on the passage of time, I cannot help but be grateful for the journey we have shared. Our love has stood the test of time, defying the constraints of cultural and religious mores. The years have passed like a whirlwind, and I am now the man I have always aspired to be. I have built a successful business, and it is my greatest joy to say to your parents that I have met their expectations and am worthy of their daughter’s hand.

Selma, my love, I can still see your beautiful face as if it were only yesterday that we were together. Your laughter echoes in my heart like a joyful symphony, and your smile remains as radiant as the moon on the darkest of nights. I have carried these memories with me, holding them close as a constant reminder of our shared love and the dreams we held dear.

Now, my darling, the time has come for us to live those dreams. The world that once separated us has transformed into a canvas upon which we shall paint the vivid colors of our love. Our hearts will finally be joined in the most sacred bond, allowing us to create a life together that knows no bounds.

I look forward to the day when I will stand before your parents, humbled and honored, as I ask for your hand in marriage. I will strive to be the man you deserve, providing you with a love that is as deep and boundless as the sea, and a life that is as rich and vibrant as the tapestry of Istanbul itself.

My beloved Selma, as I sit here in this teahouse, the joy and jubilation of our impending reunion fills my heart to its very core. I can barely contain the overwhelming happiness that courses through my veins. The time has finally come for us to be together, and I eagerly await the moment when I can once again hold you in my arms, and whisper in your ear the words that my soul has longed to speak: I love you, now and forever.

Yours eternally,

Osman