You Do Not Love Me

If  I should vacate myself upon these lands,
Hear not the cry of where I am or going or how I am doing.
My love, my dear, feel the cry of losing you in my world.

If the last words you ever hear from me saying "I love you".
Please remember that, as a petal from my lips to yours seeking them to kiss.
As a wind in the vacuum of space, I tread not in the waters I don't belong.
As a Red Rose in the desert, you grew in my heart casting your sweet shadow in my soul.
For there can be no light in the day without you.
You, the mysterious one of the waters, the gardens, your roots are free to grow more beautiful.

In the time of the moment I first saw you, my darkness split to reveal the world to me.
This curse of love, a evil disguised as a blessing when one is not wanted.
For i carry this as ship in port.

The dreamer in me my dear has awakened, standing by you, with everything.
Asking myself, was I ever wanted.
If should pass out of your sight, all the fire in me for you will still burn.
If I sail, away. Vacate Lands of the lovers, please understand,
I so not want to hurt you, I don't need to hurt myself anymore,
For loving you, who does not love me.