Forgotten love Quote by Pablo Neruda
““Love. Because of you, in gardens of blossoming Flowers I ache from the perfumes of spring. I have forgotten your face, I no longer Remember your hands; how did your lips Feel on mine? Because of you, I love the white statues Drowsing in the parks, the white statues that Have neither voice nor sight. I have forgotten your voice, your happy voice; I have forgotten your eyes. Like a flower to its perfume, I am bound to My vague memory of you. I live with pain That is like a wound; if you touch me, you will Make to me an irreperable harm. Your caresses enfold me, like climbing Vines on melancholy walls. I have forgotten your love, yet I seem to Glimpse you in every window. Because of you, the heady perfumes of Summer pain me; because of you, I again Seek out the signs that precipitate desires: Shooting stars, falling objects.””
About This Quote
Source Poem: 20 Poems of Love, Pablo Neruda, 1933
The speaker is overwhelmed by love that haunts memory, turning sensory experiences into reminders of a lost beloved, mixing longing with pain.
In simple terms: Love turns everyday sights into painful reminders of a lost one.
Embrace memories but seek healing beyond longing.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- walking in a garden
- seeing statues
- smelling flowers
- reflecting on past love
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- How does love shape your perception of the world?
- Can you find beauty without pain?
The intensity may idealize loss, preventing moving forward.