Don't tell me to hate you!

Don't tell me to hate you... THAT'S NOT UP TO YOU!
Let these eyes shine, in the hope of seeing you at least one last time, before they close permanently in your wait. You know how much I love you, I know you don't hate me still. Of course, our love was cultivated, in the beautiful garden of your soul. It flourished all these days, with the purity of your words.