I love thee, nothing to say, just smile facing thee.
I love thee, only I know, no need to know what you feel about me.
I cherish my secret, and the tiny depression, the depression which has not turn to sorrow.
I have yet vowed, I am in love, though with no hope.
But that doesn't mean there is no happiness at all.
It is enough to see you, I am satisfied.
——Alfred de Musset