We were infatuated with
each other's thoughts,
so eager to occupy our minds with
each other's ideas
we would sit side by side at cafés,
on boardwalks and spend hours
sipping from each other's psyche
before we harmonized silence.
"As we drank our tea, we chatted about our relatives, our childhood years, and our shared memories and we spoke ill of no one."
Orhan Pamuk, The Museum of Innocence