as i dream into a floating space of nothingness, i quote Neruda:
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;so I love you because I know no other way
than this: where I does not exist, nor you,so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
i do believe that things happen for a reason and people meet and love for a reason. from the millions of people around the globe, you and your true love meet. just like Neruda, there is no other way i know how to love, but straightforwardly, without complexities or pride. how, where and when cannot be explained, when love is present.
i am now in a maze, where the twists and turns are the decisions i make.... i pray that when i find true love, God has blessed the broken road, the heart speaks a thousand smiles, a thousand tears that only your love can hold dear.
and as i wait, so I love you because I know no other way than this: where I does not exist, nor you,so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep... so was it spoken, recited, written from the heart by Neruda, i follow such path... a path that neither chooses nor denies another heart...
i pray that i do not get to close my eyes, so i won't see the love that's not for me. a morning that awaits my departure. i look at my reflection, and i see eyes of both sadness and happiness looking back. waiting.
beyond the bay, amongst orion's eyes, by the bridge that connects, i patiently wait....
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;so I love you because I know no other way
than this: where I does not exist, nor you,so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
i do believe that things happen for a reason and people meet and love for a reason. from the millions of people around the globe, you and your true love meet. just like Neruda, there is no other way i know how to love, but straightforwardly, without complexities or pride. how, where and when cannot be explained, when love is present.
i am now in a maze, where the twists and turns are the decisions i make.... i pray that when i find true love, God has blessed the broken road, the heart speaks a thousand smiles, a thousand tears that only your love can hold dear.
and as i wait, so I love you because I know no other way than this: where I does not exist, nor you,so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep... so was it spoken, recited, written from the heart by Neruda, i follow such path... a path that neither chooses nor denies another heart...
i pray that i do not get to close my eyes, so i won't see the love that's not for me. a morning that awaits my departure. i look at my reflection, and i see eyes of both sadness and happiness looking back. waiting.
beyond the bay, amongst orion's eyes, by the bridge that connects, i patiently wait....
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