You say I don't love you
and I say,
What does that mean?

You know, you
say,
You just don't
love me.

And I say,
What does that matter?
I loved you last
night
when you were asleep
and
I loved you twice
last week.

But today
I saw a man
in line for coffee,
not very tall,
beard
and long white teeth.
Today,
I love him.

But please don't
worry.
Tomorrow,
maybe I'll love
you.

Maybe you'll drop
your fork
or sneeze
and I will
love you.