inspired by, or taken from, or ripped off of: Pablo Neruda - I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You
"...the measure of my changing love for you
Is that I do not see you but love you blindly."
after one month
you told me you loved me
(yeah, we were that crazy).
love. could i define it then?
i placed the words
between my lips
and said i loved you too.
and in between
that day and this one
i went from loving you
to not loving you.
and now it has been
one month without
you.
your face.
those eyes.
that smile.
the hand that held mine
for...too(?)...long.
"the measure of my changing love for you
is that i do not see you but love you blindly"
blindly loving
and deafly forgetting
all the things that
altered the love we had.
remember this
and remember that?
memories stigmatized
with such a question.
how could you forget
when everything about me
is within you
and compiles you?
i love you blindly
and mutely forget
all the angry words
we ever said.
this lack of senses
keeps me here,
moving between
hate
and love.
"Maybe January light will consume
My heart with its cruel
Ray, stealing my key to true calm."
and it is january
one month since i saw you
hugged you
heard the words "this hurts."
and i wanted to tell you
i remember too.
remember ride on lawn mowers
and looking at stars
swimming and making love
in the rain.
"I hate you deeply, and hating you
Bend to you"
i never saw it coming
this alteration in your love
and hate you for it,
bending to you
with every sentence
dripping with distance.
a distance you wanted.
a distance we (probably)
both needed.
a distance that makes me ache.
"bittersweet. you kiss me
and ask 'remember love?'
i smile and shake my head"
but i do remember you.
Author notes
Written January 20th, 2006
A contest entry
- dear. we must eat the liver. sweet as june. we must. dear. by jaunty pill.
300 points, ended June 20, 2006, 52 entries
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Excellent
gasp. the ending is so potent. it's so amazingly written. and so sad. so painful... it is really well written, and the end really sums it up sadly and completely and wonderfully. -
oh wow, i really loved this
just wow.... -
I really liked this... I haven't experienced love past the "sibling-kiss-ya-on-the-cheek-because-I-have-to" love yet, so this really gives insight to the joys and pains of love, and how good your memory can really be for the little things that matter. This is what I feel when I read it anyways, but I'm just a Newbie =D
Keep Writing! -
"after one month
you told me you loved me
(yeah, we were that crazy)."
He told me sooner than a month. And we hadn't been best friends first. Imagine. Ack.
"swimming and making love
in the rain."
Ah....
The first three stanzas are the best.
But you are the real best.
Love you, Sarra dear.
Yours,
Rupert
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