I loved you, and I probably still do,
And for a while the feeling may remain...
But let my love no longer trouble you,
I do not wish to cause you any pain.
I loved you; and the hopelessness I knew,
The jealousy, the shyness - though in vain -
Made up a love so tender and so true
As may God grant you to be loved again.
I loved you once,
perhaps that love has yet,
to die down thoroughly within my soul;
but let it not dismay you any longer,
I have no wish to cause you any sorrow.
I loved you wordlessly,
without a hope,
by shyness tortured,
or by jealousy,
I loved you tenderness and candor,
and pray God grants you to be loved that way again.