Dilara Küyük

We watch each other, his gray eyes unwavering. It feels different, this look. The look of two people who now share another secret. Nothing has changed between us, and yet, nothing will ever be the same again.
Reklam
“Don’t do that. Don’t go saying my name because you think it might be the last time you ever will.” "Your name seems like a good word to die with on my lips.”
I’ve never seen such peace held so gently in the arms of Death.
It’s exactly as it was. Neither of us changed, and yet, here we stand—strangers
Reklam