Late Night Thoughts.

Oh Darling, I'm not asking for much,

Well, maybe I am.

But if you believe the cost is less, the more you might give.

And because I want your heart, I really want it you see,

All because I know those eyes wander far from me.

And if I grow bitter, I will blame you,

Not because you've failed me, but because your words were true.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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