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