Love As It Grows
Sometimes love as it grows and as it ages,
finds itself in complacency.
The “I Love You’s” become habitual, delivered by rote
One side or another sometimes interprets
this less than demonstrative, expression of feeling
as something lost and not something gained.
I can’t make you feel
what you don’t want to feel
And I can’t make you
want to spend time with me
But I can make you a sandwich
so at least sit down and eat
No, I can’t make you love
all the things I love
I can’t make you want
all the things I want
But I can make the bed
so why not stay and rest
Though I no longer seem to make
you laugh as I once did
And I can’t make you love me
the way it seemed you used to
I can make your house a home
so why not
Copyright © Mike Gentile | Year Posted 2024
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