"You will know that not I love you and that I love you"

" … In this history only I die and I will die of love because I love you, because I love you, love...!"



You will know that not I love you and that I love you
since of two ways it is the life,
the word is a wing of silence,
the fire has half of cold.

I I love you stop to begin to amarte,
to recommence the infinite
and to never leave of amarte:
for that reason not I love you still.

I love you and not I love you
as if it had in my handsthe keys of the happines
and an uncertain unfortunate destiny.

My love has two lives for loving you.
For that reason I love you when not I love you
and for that reason I love you when I love you.


Pablo Neruda.