Things I Didn’t Know I Loved by Nazim Hikmet
1. Last night I asked, out of the blue, then again, maybe not: Am I doing the right thing? S. told me with a sigh: It's not about being right or wrong. Perhaps the question is, am I happy? 2. Are you happy,
On Living by Nazim Hikmet
I miss you. I miss your letters. I miss your laughing eyes, your naked back. The time you told me to rest my head on your shoulder so I can fall asleep. The time when you said you want to