She smiled slightly and looked at the Eiffel Tower in Paris from the balcony.
Under the setting sun, it was bathed in a layer of golden light.
It was as if I had seen the young man who was once alluring in red.
Smiling so softly, never again.
I love you, but I don't know if you know it or not.
I'm afraid that you know, but I'm afraid that you don't know, and I'm afraid that you know and pretend not to know.
I love you, whether you know it or not.