Inside the blinds

When the blinds are drawn,
Seldom do we look out,
Love within takes a darker hue,
We expect less than is our due.
Love expects not but feelings do,
Of whispered nothings we will talk not,
Nor does candy bear much ado.
Let love be simple,
When life be not so,
Lest we forget the joys of simple,
A moment has been bought with pain,
Let it not be undone in disdain.
Life favors not love,
But love eternal is a quest,
Fear not losing,
For the joys lay in the pain.