Exiled

No my love, do not cry.

No tears should be dropped tonight.

It’s not you, it’s I

I’m doing this for the best of us.

 

No my love, please don’t cry.

Forgive me for I cannot hold you

There’s no room for you in my arms

Believe me; it’s for the best of us.

 

Though feelings might be there

Deep deep inside of me

Though I might still care

I ought to do this for the best of thee.

 

Do not implore to come with me

You have dreams I cannot fulfil

I could never be the father

Of your longed dreamt kids.

 

No my love, do not shed tears

Hold them back; be strong.

You will find your path on this life

However you will have to walk alone.

 

No my love, please do not weep

I am leaving now; forever gone.

I was sent away in exile

To an extremely distant and unknown land.

 

No my love, do not hold my hands

For they must be the carriage of hope

No my love, do not kiss my lips

For they must inevitably utter goodbye.