Cause And Effect

Is love meant to be something
that you have to work to aquire?
A job of perfection
only time can require?
As a child I had a dream
that love was meant for me,
Handed to me on a golden platter,
Easy and at ease.
Our love demands deligence,
A duty never done.
And through our whole relationship,
it's never been any fun.
I had the wrong perception of love.
We weren't meant to be.
With us it's always push and shove,
a fight neither of us will win.
I've decided love is a gift.
Not something you have to hurt to earn.
And that's the cause of our rift,
The effect is that we're done.

February 4, 2006