Who Doesn't Know

You are my white moonlight, you are my red rose. I remember the way you looked at me only, and the tenderness between your eyebrows that belonged to her. "Do you love me?" "Love." I saw you put the ring on her ring finger and quietly took off the ring on the ring finger of your right hand, and suddenly I remembered the way you looked when you said you loved me. "Do you love me?" "..." "Have you ever loved me?" "Loved."