I loved you; and perhaps I love you still, The flame, perhaps, is not extinguished; yet It burns so quietly within my soul, No longer should you feel distressed by it. Silently and hopelessly I loved you, At times too jealous and at times too shy. God grant you find another who will love you As tenderly and truthfully as I. I worshipped you. My love’s reluctant ember is in my heart still glimmering, may be, but let it not break on your peace; remember, I should not want to have you sad through me. I worshipped you in silent hopeless fashion, shy was my love, jealous, but always true; I worshipped you with such a tender passion as I should want all men to worship you. I loved you, and I probably still do, And for a while the feeling may remain... But let my love no longer trouble you, I do not wish to cause you any pain. I loved you; and the hopelessness I knew, The jealousy, the shyness - though in vain - Made up a love so tender and so true As may God grant you to be loved again. #copied
Posted on: Fri, 29 Nov 2013 17:41:34 +0000
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