When you are silent, dear,
You ask me why I love.
You love some sides of me
That no one ever does.

No, even I cannot
Just love me like you do.
And that, for that one cause
I give my love to you.

Yes, you have loved just once
And I - the lot I knew,
But you can teach me love
And I do learn from you.

And you might learn from me
But I am not so sure
That what you take with you
Is worth that love of yours.