Port in mine un suflet prea alb de vise. Mi-am sorbit impacarea cu mine si cu ceilalti din inerentele intamplari ce mi-au marcat viata pana acum. Ca si cand as purta pe umeri greutatea intregii planete, obosesc  uneori atat de strasnic, incat as vrea sa ma opresc putin, sa-mi  scot inima pentru o clipa, sa-mi sterg fruntea si sa respir adanc-adanc... viata isi vede de drum , cu sau fara mine.

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I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You

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