I will love you like this, without expectations, a love without ties, without empty promises.
Without notice of the breeze that whispers in the morning, I will love you, with the silence that hides my hope.
I will love you because I want to, because my soul cries out to me, and although I have no right, my heart, in its madness, insists.
To love without looking for answers, without a compass to guide, a pure and sincere love, that nests in each heartbeat.
I will love you in the shadows, on stormy days, even if you won't let me, even if time doesn't understand.
I will love you without measure, regardless of destiny, a love that slides as a crystalline river.
Without asking for anything, without demanding an I love you, I will love you, this way, without fear of despair.