Istambul

I wanna break into your house and go through all your stuff. I need to see everything you own, check all of your belongings: clothes, books, picutres… I need to know how real you are. I wanna watch you sleep, to convince myself that you are for real, that you are not a ghost. Because you look like a ghost and you certainly act like a ghost and spotting you at places is weird. You come and go and I need to catch you.