Love Street

I love you and my heart is burning But you don't care. I don't blame you I who loved you But you weren't there. I was roaming down Love Street Following the steps of your feet, I cried: I LOVE YOU.. so many cries But I never heard any replies. What is this position? Was your love a fiction? If it was.. I don't blame you I who loved you. I really think your love has died So, it's time to go out of my mind.