Saturday, May 05, 2007


There's nothing more romantic than spending time with a loved one, even for a moment, to reminisce the past and dream about the future.

I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.

I love you only because it's you the one I love;
I hate you deeply, and hating you
Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you
Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.

Maybe January light will consume
My heart with its cruel
Ray, stealing my key to true calm.

In this part of the story I am the one who
Dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you,
Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood.

- Pablo Neruda


Anonymous said...

Is this me?


Joe Torres said...


If you feel it, then it's you, wherever you are. Sana gumalaw ka na at hawakan mo rin ang aking kamay.