I must tell you dear

That someday soon

I fear

You will start looking

For something better

Then you think you have here

In fact

I can already see the signs

Very Clear

For you don't look away

From beautiful strangers

As quickly as you did

And you have started complaining

About faults

That have always been there

Just one thing I ask of you love

Be a man about it

When it does appear

And let me know

You no longer

Need me here

At least not as the one you love

Would you give me that?

Dear?

By

Calder Wolfe