Please say you don’t hate me,
I can tolerate if you worship utter silence,
If for me in your heart love is deficient,
But I cannot stand your abhorrence.
Did I act like Dr. Faustus?
Did I turn into a greedy Macbeth?
Why the hell did you go away,
Gifting me with a life-in-death?
I know that you will certainly realise once,
But for you to return there will be no chance!