Sonnet XVII

I love you without knowing how, why, or even from where. I love you straight forwardly, without complexities or pride. So close that your hand on my chest is my hand, so close that when you close your eyes, I fall asleep.

~Pablo Neruda~

Hmmm. I wish I could say something like this to someone if I am to fall in love again, or if there’s really someone made for me.

*mixed emotions. Still a happy day.🙂

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