Friday Love

Dear Mingyao,

"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 don't know any other way of loving"

P. Neruda, Love Sonnet XVII

and

"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."

P. Neruda, Love Sonnet XLV

Love,
Mei