Post by seishounohana on Feb 13, 2008 19:29:27 GMT -8
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms,
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
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.
--Pablo Neruda
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms,
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
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.
--Pablo Neruda
I Love You.
No one word can express how much I love you, nor can express the loneliness I have every waking day of my life without you by my side.
I've loved you for all these years, and each day that passes makes me love you even more.
How can I suppress a love that even my heart cannot contain?
I love you so much that my heart aches every second of the day as it yearns to be with you; to one day feel the warmth of your hand entwined with mine, and to watch the rise and set of the sun and our hair slowly turns silver with age.
I dream to be with you, to wake up next to you every morning, to have little children of our own running around, and to grow old with you to await the sun set on our lives. I do not understand how I came to be like this, for I haven't loved anyone else in the same way - nor do I want to.
Our Love?
Difficult? Yes. Painful? Yes. But I would never, ever, have it any other way.
I've never been this happy in my life... and I can't thank you enough.
Is it enough that I announce to the world that I'm this in-Love with you? Or fight the raging seas of life to meet with you in the calm of your embrace?
Nothing I can do, or give, can say how much I've come to love you... and I only hope that when I am there for you always, and when I say that "I Love You" that I've been able to give back all the happiness you have shared with me.
I Truly Love You, Albert Chan.
... and I wish to Love you all my life, with no end.
I shall not acknowledge death, for I'll love you to the next life and until we meet yet again in that time. Even until when the cycle of life ends, and our red string of fate be severed - which will never be - I shall love you.
Happy Valentines day, Hun.
:heart:
What... do you think?
I wrote this for meh hubbeh. >w> Just... needa know if I went too far on the drama or ... gah.
XDD I'll delete this one in a few days, so I'd be very happy if you guys tell me what you think.
I'm comfortable with posting it here. I trust you guys XD
Please be kind to me. XD;;
>w>