The Years That Have Passed

I loved you once: Love, perhaps, has not yet completely died within my soul, but may it never trouble you again, I do not wish to cause you sorrow or pain. I loved you silently, hopelessly, enduring both the torment of shyness and jealousy. I loved you so sincerely, so tenderly, May God grant that another love you as much as I loved you. Cover image from "My Picture Gallery"