Another Pablo Neruda

Sonnet LXXXIII

It’s good to feel you close in the night, Love,
invisible in your sleep, earnestly nocturnal,
while I untangle my confusions
like bewildered nets.

Absent, your heart sails through dreams,
but your body breathes, abandoned like this,
searching for me without seeing me, completing my sleep,
like a plant that propogates in the dark.

When you arise, alive, tomorrow, you’ll be someone else:
but something is left from the lost frontiers of the night,
from that being and nothing where we find ourselves,

something that brings us close in the light of life,
as if the seal of the darkness
branded its secret creatures with a fire.

Journal

Broken - Seether/Evanescence

I wanted you to know that
I love the way you laugh
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away…
I keep your photograph and
I know it serves me well
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain

Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome
And I don’t feel right when you’re gone away

You’ve gone away, you don’t feel me here, anymore

The worst is over now
And we can breathe again
I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away
There’s so much left to learn
And no one left to fight
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain

Cause I’m broken when I’m open
And I don’t feel like I am strong enough
Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome
And I don’t feel right when you’re gone away

Cause I’m broken when I’m open
And I don’t feel like I am strong enough
Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome
And I don’t feel right when you’re gone away…

Cause I’m Broken when I’m lonesome
And I don’t feel right when you’re gone…

You’ve gone away, you don’t feel me here anymore…