I think we only hate people with a passion when there was love to start with. I know you're coming and I'm pretty hopeful that you are coming soon because my heart no longer feels empty--instead it is full of anticipation for our meeting. Because I want to hate you when I meet you. I want to hate you fiercely and love you as intensely. Come soon so we can hate each other as much as we love each other.
I DO NOT LOVE YOU EXCEPT BECAUSE I LOVE YOU
by Pablo Neruda
I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.
I love you only because it's you the one I love;
I hate you deeply, and hating you
Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you
Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.
Maybe January light will consume
My heart with its cruel
Ray, stealing my key to true calm.
In this part of the story I am the one who
Dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you,
Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood.
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