I loved you; and perhaps I love you still

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.