I do not love you except because I love you

I do not love you except because I love you; 
I go from loving to not loving you, 
From waiting to not waiting for you 
My heart moves from cold to fire. 

I love you only because it's you the one I love; 
I hate you deeply, and hating you 
Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you 
Is that I do not see you but love you blindly. 

Maybe January light will consume 
My heart with its cruel 
Ray, stealing my key to true calm. 

In this part of the story I am the one who 
Dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you, 
Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood

By Pablo neruda

I read this poem and couldn't find any other word to express it but to replicate it. This lines have so perfectly depicted the love hate relationship. It would have taken such deep understanding to write these lines. Such great impact and such a pure soul this poem has.