“I want you always to remember me. Will you remember that I existed, and that I stood next to you here like this?” ― Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood “I no longer love her, thats certain, but maybe I love her. Love is so short, forgetting is so long.” ― Pablo Neruda, Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. Write, for instance: The night is full of stars, and the stars, blue, shiver in the distance. The night wind whirls in the sky and sings. I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too. On nights like this, I held her in my arms. I kissed her so many times under the infinite sky. She loved me, sometimes I loved her. How could I not have loved her large, still eyes? I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. To think I dont have her. To feel that Ive lost her. ― Pable Neruda
Posted on: Wed, 12 Feb 2014 23:19:21 +0000
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