musing...

When the flowers wilt,
and robust love wanes,
I will still remain unchanged.

When you move on,
and I'm long gone,
We will still be the same.

If our lives should meander,
and we are once again together,
then I shall smile and simply decline.

You want so much,
but I will only offer so little.

You care too much,
and I not at all.

I could say I'm sorry,
but I feel no remorse.

None at all.