Love Me A Little Less

I ask you where the passion went
That we had when at the start.
The 'I can't live without you' feeling
Did it vanish from your heart?

When you told me that you loved me
Did you mean what you had said?
Was it a short lived emotion
You wish you kept inside your head?

That's when you leaned over to me
With that expressionless stare
And asked me where that came from
Why I felt you didn't care?

You said that you provided
Everything we had and owned
And should understand you're tired
After work, when you're at home.

And did I really neglect you
Or the things you so desire?
I replied with an exasperated "No.
But we lost all the spark and fire."

When you asked how I could think
That all the passion we had regressed,
I said inside my head and heart,
"Because you love me a little less."