The red numbers on the clock say its 7:46.
Ofe is sleeping.
Im sitting on a long,long window with views to the marmara sea and Galata tower,and I miss you.
Today even more,because you are here,you are freaking here,you've seen this,you have laughed here,stepped here,and you know im here,and everything seems so nice,but it just sucks.
The window curtains remind me of your smell (in a good way) and the "Taksi"guy talked just like you.
If you have to be far away,be. Dont make me feel that you are here,4o minutes away.
At least you made me smile yesterday.
Oh! and I usually dont wake up this early,guess I just felt like writing.
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