Showing posts with label Quotes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Quotes. Show all posts
Jul 21, 2012
Jul 1, 2012
Note To Self:
Ignore those people who keep on talking behind your back, that is where they belong, just behind your back.
Jun 28, 2012
May 21, 2012
May 16, 2012
This!
Kahit anong pilit kong takbuhan etong nararamdaman ko, sa isang iglap, bigla ko na lang nakikita ang sarili kona bmabalik ulit papunta sayo.
Nov 14, 2011
Thought:
You never know if a person loves you until he/she tells you.... And you'll never know if it's true until he/she PROVES it to you.
Nov 3, 2011
Oct 24, 2011
I do not love you
(Pablo Neruda)
I don't love you as if you were the salt-rose, topaz
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:
I love you as certain dark things are loved,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that doesn't bloom and carries
hidden within itself the light of those flowers,
and thanks to your love, darkly in my body
lives the dense fragrance that rises from the earth.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
I love you simply, without problems or pride:
I love you in this way because I don't know any other way of loving
but this, in which there is no I or you,
so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand,
so intimate that when I fall asleep it is your eyes that close.
I don't love you as if you were the salt-rose, topaz
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:
I love you as certain dark things are loved,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that doesn't bloom and carries
hidden within itself the light of those flowers,
and thanks to your love, darkly in my body
lives the dense fragrance that rises from the earth.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
I love you simply, without problems or pride:
I love you in this way because I don't know any other way of loving
but this, in which there is no I or you,
so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand,
so intimate that when I fall asleep it is your eyes that close.
Always by Pablo Neruda
I am not jealous
of what came before me.
Come with a woman
on your shoulders,
come with a hundred girls in your hair,
come with a thousand women between your breasts and your feet,
come like a river
full of drowned women
which flows down to the wild sea,
to the eternal surf, to Time!
Bring them all
to where I am waiting for you;
we shall always be alone,
we shall always be you and I
alone on earth
to start our life!
of what came before me.
Come with a woman
on your shoulders,
come with a hundred girls in your hair,
come with a thousand women between your breasts and your feet,
come like a river
full of drowned women
which flows down to the wild sea,
to the eternal surf, to Time!
Bring them all
to where I am waiting for you;
we shall always be alone,
we shall always be you and I
alone on earth
to start our life!
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