Ask me not if I ever felt the lips of a beloved,
I only felt the fluttering in my chest when she smiled my way,
Ask me not of the embrace of a lover,
I only know of the silence we shared,
Ask me not about hands held and the long walks,
I only remember her walking away,
Ask me not about the arguments I had,
I only remember the words that I couldn\'t say,
\"Are you in love?\", you ask
\" Yes I am. But my beloved is unaware.\"