The love unaware

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."