There is an unfamiliar melancholy inside of me, an oddness. I understood either I am an odd one out in this town or there is someone missing.

Departure doesn´t mean forgetting, you know this very well. When your eyes are in my mind do you call it a departure?

Love didn´t actually mean not sleeping until morning but her coming to his mind first thing every morning, before life itself.

I am so vexed. I don´t know with whom, for what. Maybe with life, maybe with myself, maybe with the "if onlies" that won´t leave my tongue in peace.

EKLEMİŞTİ

I think there should be genitive here, so it should be

                            if Birce and Murat quit/leave

maybe.

My Try:

Do you know what taking offense means?

Taking offense is honesty.

It is childish and that’s why it is pure,

truthful.

To take offense is “I love you”,

refusing to give up.

To take offense means to me:

I got angry but I am still here, I am not going, I cannot go.

To take offense is to act coyly, to be close, “you are valuable to me”.

To take offense means to say that you love  -  you know  -  to say “please understand”.

To take offense is hope, leaving doubts, being sure.

So, I will say this:

you offended me.

My Try:

Neither a veil for my breeze

nor a sack for my storm is needed.

Neither a slave for my throne

nor a lie for my good fortune is needed.

What I need is only me

and someone who understands me.

My Try:

I am no one´s compulsory direction. No one is my dead end street either.

If it was

                      Kaç beden giyiyorsun sen?

then you are right.

The last vowel of yaşa- narrows before -yor.

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