I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
Pablo NerudaI believed that the way passed through Man, and that it was from there that destiny had to emerge.
Pablo NerudaI can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
Pablo NerudaI believed that the way passed through Man, and that it was from there that destiny had to emerge.
Pablo Neruda