I'm not asking Flowers!

I don't ask you to bring me flowers
Nor to give me chocolates
I just want a caress to tell me that you love me
I don't ask you to confess
Nor to pray
I just want you to tell me there's no woman you admire more
It will be the destiny who decides
If I get better or it dominates me
And I no longer want to be a paper
that is written day by day only with your ink
If he’s' gone, I don't know
I still resign not to understand
Sleeping lonely night like before he were mines
One week and it will be a month
Sighing in the emptiness