By night, Love, tie your heart to mine, and the two together in their sleep will defeat the darkness.
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.
Well, now, if little by little you stop loving me, I shall stop loving you little by little. If suddenly you forget me, do not look for me, for I shall already have forgotten you.
Your happiness does not depend on the actions and words of others.
Your happiness depends on how you feel.