Nothing to do with you

There is a burning desire in my heart,
If only I was your friend,
Then I could share it.
But it has nothing to do with you.

I'm burning,
Burning of the fire we ignited together decades ago,
The fire that was supposed to warm us,
Yet here I am alone, burning,
Because you have nothing to do with me.

Have I depreciated too much that I go for free?
I'm I so barren like the biblical fig tree?
That you would rather cut me down, letting me rot,
Because I am not worthy your firewood?
All because you have nothing to do with me?

Keep in mind handsome,
My cross for you is burdensome,
The cross that made our paths cross,
The cross that made us cross.
The cross we all chose.
And now, we have nothing to do with it?

All I need is not much,
Being dead to me will be as much.
No maintenance cost,
No love lost.
That will be greatly appreciated.
As I will have nothing to do with you.

*(Tears of my heart)*