Why do we say we love the sunlight
And the way it bursts through a window in the morning
But we choose to stay inside
And ignore it

Why do we say we love the rainfall
And the ripples it makes in small puddles in the driveway
But we spend all of our money on umbrellas
And raincoats

Why do we say we love the flowers
And the scent that drifts from them,
Using the wind to hitch a ride
But we step on them and rip them from the ground
Leaving them to die

Why do we say we love each other
And each other’s voices and mannerisms
But we leave each other and let strangers be strangers
We ****** and ****, count our fallen as forgotten
We put ourselves first
Why don’t we love