que o silêncio me defina

Fui engolida por uma utopia. And that´s pretty much it.

"(...)I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
So I love you because I know no other way
than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep."

Pablo Neruda in "sonnet XVII"