magic-soul-simo:“ I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply,
magic-soul-simo: “ 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 do not 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 your eyes close. Pablo Neruda -- source link