"I love you without knowing how, or when, 
or from where. I love your straightforwardly,
Without complexities or pride; 
So I love you because I know no other way 

"Than this: 

Where I do 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." 

- Pablo Neruda, from "Sonnet XVII"

About me: 
 
Brooke - xvii - infp - pisces - 
An avid daydreamer,
A literature snob, 
And a hopeless romantic.