I Forgot To Love Myself

Oh darling ! Without you oh dear ! The day nights over again now. This spring morn rains with Autumn's tear. Oh dear ! What a change I don't know ! I stared you though you simply looked, You asked a hand , yet I gave two, I was oil when you brightly blazed - You had been obstinate : I know. I had no obverse to rue at. Obverse ? WAIT ! Yes obverse I had - From years to years , morn till late I had run for you - wild and mad. Forgetting to love myself deep Is that change, obverse , you keep.