If I am gone and turned to dust,
Would your eyes be moist with pain?
Ignore me now, if you must,
My love would be in vain..

If no longer your heart feels new,
Would you leave at your behest..
My love freshens like the morning dew,
At my worst and at my best..

Your eyes are blinded, cannot see,
In lover’s deep I now wallow,
I am what you need of me,
an empty heart, a hollow..

Your eyes stray away from me,
At others who would not ask..
No one else is meant to be,
In your glory they would bask..

I toil for you, at every turn,
Leave my wishes due..
It is now time for me to learn,
I am a someone too..

If I am gone and turned to dust,
Would your heart be bleeding through?
Ignore me now, if you must,
I am still in love with you..