Kemal’s collection

memory turned into something physical—touched, kept, collected. through Kemal’s obsession, love becomes a museum where each object holds more weight than the moment it came from. these quotes trace that quiet geography of longing.

after love fades, what stays behind are the things. a hairpin, a tea glass, the scent of a blouse left hanging. This collage doesn’t try to explain Kemal'madness 

it simply lets his feelings take shape 

like the museum, it’s full of small, everyday objects that somehow carry enormous weight. in their arrangement, his heartbreak becomes visible

messy, 

tender, 

and deeply human.