first experience to write down in English

I sat next to you on the bench
My lips were faded and blench
And didn't say any words
We were in our worlds
of quite sad souls.
We didn't with each other speack
And you touched me on spec.
A foliage felt on the land
And you kept my hand.
I didn't laugh, I didn't cry
But my lips kept a smile.
A pine came round to me
Nobody saw us in its lee.
I bended down my head
I had a silence in my heart.
You was my big one bane
Where did you lead me, my lane?
You didn't catch my love, it wasn't thy
Saint peal of cathedral didn't fly to sky.