If You Forget Me - Pablo Neruda

I want you to know

one thing.

You know how this is:

if I look

at the crystal moon, at the red branch

of the slow autumn at my window,

if I touch

near the fire

the impalpable ash

or the wrinkled body of the log,

everything carries me to you,

as if everything that exists,

aromas, light, metals,

were little boats

that sail

toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

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.

If you think it long and mad,

the wind of banners

that passes through my life,

and you decide

to leave me at the shore

of the heart where I have roots,

remember

that on that day,

at that hour,

I shall lift my arms

and my roots will set off

to seek another land.

But

if each day,

each hour,

you feel that you are destined for me

with implacable sweetness,

if each day a flower

climbs up to your lips to seek me,

ah my love, ah my own,

in me all that fire is repeated,

in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,

my love feeds on your love, beloved,

and as long as you live it will be in your arms

without leaving mine

A小姐告訴我去年您家終於香燈有繼了，B小姐告訴我您請她參加兒子的百日宴，C小姐某天清晨上班時，在居所樓下碰到您，才知道您最近搬了家.....

當我必須從別人身上才能知道您的消息，就表示我跟您已經沒有「關係」了，我竟然想問您為甚麽不告訴我！？

我們不是朋友嗎？我們比朋友關係複雜，天知地知您知我知那樣子繼續下去是「應該「有害的，所以「注定」到頭來只能「變得」比朋友疏離。

好像除了我以外，全世界都很滿意這樣的安排。