|Gustave Caillebotte, A Young Man at|
his Window, 1876
There can be so many things that hurt me; but I still keep quiet, languish
I let it happen actually. Because I am stupid? No!
Because that person is indispensable? No.
I won't say "Go!" to anyone, I can't.
After all that happens, I still cherish them so much,
So they may be ashamed of the things they do everyday,
But one day, I leave in such a way,
I have nothing to lose.
(Turkish Poet, Writer)