I don’t understand how someone can say they don’t want to be with you then turn around and want to spend all this time with you. But when it comes down it they’ll say goodbye to you knowing that its permanent and knowing that they don’t really want to. Everything just sucks! Love is the worst thing that could possibly happen to someone.
I will drown out these problems one way or another!
Don’t go far off, not even for a day, because —
because — I don’t know how to say it: a day is long
and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station
when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep.
Don’t leave me, even for an hour, because
then the little drops of anguish will all run together,
the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift
into me, choking my lost heart.
Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve on the beach;
may your eyelids never flutter into the empty distance.
Don’t leave me for a second, my dearest,
because in that moment you’ll have gone so far
I’ll wander mazily over all the earth, asking,
Will you come back? Will you leave me here, dying?
-Pablo Neruda
