I love you the way you love some things, in secret

I love your danger, your sadness, your loneliness, every part of your soul and your mind. I love the way you look at me, the way you caress me, the way you kiss me. I know that in each of your smiles there is a whole world of possibilities, which I am learning to look through your eyelashes.

I love you in secret, it is an impossible balance between reason and heart, if my heart says I love you, my reason will reject it to infinity, but my heart rate will not allow me to forget how I feel, because I cannot give up. the thrill of looking at you.

  • And this secret is mine or ours.
  • But we know that it exists without uttering a single word.
  • Without revealing it.
  • Dreams hide this secret under your pillow.
  • And every night you whisper in your ear.

I don’t know when I started loving you, it was without realizing, without thinking, just feeling little by little that I could love every tip of your fingers, every word your lips said, every perfect imperfection of your body.

I don’t remember the exact moment I started loving you, because there were so many moments when your smile conquered my eyes, when you made me see the world through your eyes, that I couldn’t look at you the same way. .

I don’t know how this love has grown, fueled by the way you walk the world, how you look before you and make me see that what counts is life, the sky above our heads, the wind among the trees.

I love you without knowing where I am, where you are, where it all started, maybe it’s on the edge of your lips, on the curve of your neck, in the world that your dreams create. It doesn’t matter, because it’s a place where there are a hundred places, but they’re the ones who taught me to see you as you are and learn to see me as I really am.

Pride does not have time, it does not exist, because I love you even if I cannot have you, because your happiness is my happiness, even if you are not near me, I know that your thoughts will take my image in your mind and, for a second, make you smile.

I don’t depend on my love for you, or you, I just love you. I don’t want to own you, because I love the way you’re free and let me be free too. To enjoy is to love you without restrictions, without indeterminate contracts. Even without being together, we are everything, because we do not depend on each other, we respect each other.

I admire your courage to show the world your fragility, your vulnerability, without fear, knowing that there is a risk that you take without any fear, because it is a matter of living fully, you show what hurts you, what worries you, it cries. and laughs, kisses, gets angry and every particle of air around you receives its energy, its vitality, just as I receive it.

The combination we have come to is wonderful, even when you do not look at me, you can see, even when I have a dream, you close your eyes to unleash your imagination, with a look you can say a thousand or nothing, you can kiss or kiss, with a simple encounter in the air of your eyes and mine.

It doesn’t matter if you’re a few inches away from me, if you’re thousands of miles away, if I don’t see you, if I don’t hear you, if I don’t feel the touch of your skin, because it’s the wind that brings back memories of your smile, what you taught me, what I learned from you, how I love you.

“I don’t love you as if you were a salt rose, a topaz, or an arrow on a card of identities that scatter fire: I love you as you love some dark things, in secret, between shadow and soul.

I love you like the plant that does not bloom and carry with you, hides the light of these flowers, and thanks to your love, the dark aroma that is mounted from the earth lives in my body.

I love you without knowing how, when, or where, I love you directly without any problem or pride: so I love you because I can’t love otherwise,

otherwise this way I am not and am not so close that your hand on my chest is mine so close that your eyes close with my dream.

-Pablo Neruda-

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