Common Law
Laura Zapico

Is it love or just the loss of a dream
Of a family, together forever,
That makes my small tasks harder than they seem?

I lament the things we did as a team;
I do them alone and wonder whether
It is love or just the loss of a dream.

The times when we used to bicker and scream
I’ve nearly forgotten altogether.
It makes my small tasks harder than they seem.

My heart is a rag doll, torn at the seam.
No one will know me more deeply, never.
Is it love or just the loss of a dream?

The weeds growing around your old Airstream
Remind me there’s no hope whatsoever,
Which makes my small tasks harder than they seem.

I could design some elaborate scheme
To win you back, but I doubt I’d ever
Know if it’s love or the loss of a dream
That makes my small tasks harder than they seem.