Tell love, you don't love it.
Go ahead and watch that emotion stay the same.
Tell love, it's not needed.
And you be the lonely one.

Love will continue on.

It accepts blame.
It takes the blame.
Shoot!-it's blame for everything.

Even for the rain.

Tell love, about your past.
How?
It has been the ruin for many around the house.

And after it has been all said and done.
Love is still the center of attention.
Tell love, it's not.

Then glance at the child with the joyful smile.