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Sanna Wani, “Who is the Sun, Asking for Sleep?”, My Grief, the Sun // Brenna Twohy, A Coworker Asks Me If I Am Sad, Still
"I hold onto every single memory, because I know we won't be making anymore."
‘Love is the one thing that we’re capable of perceiving that transcends dimensions of time and space.’
Bugün sarıl, yarın geç olur.
"Keşke insanlar düşündükleri şeyleri dosdoğru söyleselerdi. Ne çok can sıkıntısından kurtulurlardı." // Virginia Woolf
Senin varlığını yokluğunu sikeyim nolur öl artık
Senin dünyaya bakan pencerelerin kirliyse benim çiçeklerim sana çamur görünür.
Bu gönül senin evindir Ya Rab…
Serçe kadar yüreğimin, gökyüzü kadar sancısı var.
Naparsan yap yeter ki sus