• I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close

    Pablo Neruda
  • I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul

    Pablo Neruda
  • Love is so short, forgetting is so long

    Pablo Neruda
  • Well, nowIf little by little you stop loving meI shall stop loving youLittle by littleIf suddenly you forget meDo not look for meFor I shall already have forgotten youIf you think it long and mad the wind of banners that passes through my lifeAnd you decide to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have rootsRememberThat on that day, at that hour, I shall lift my armsAnd my roots will set off to seek another land

    Pablo Neruda
  • I wantTo do with you what spring does with the cherry trees

    Pablo Neruda
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