Honeymoon phase
One day
my laugh will be too loud and my habit of leaving the cabinet doors wide open will become a tedious task
Go behind me
pick up after me
I never learned to clean up as I went
you’ll roll your eyes at my stack of half read books
and my full arms as I carry more in
you’ll be angry
at evrything
falling out of love
Is actually just
seeing what you once chose to ignore
no longer blinded by excitement
the intoxication fading
you’ve lost you buzz
the honeymoon phase is ending