I suppose it’s the monotony of routines that leads to one taking another for granted.
“I didn’t ask her to wake me up.”
“I don’t need her to help me prepare for my day.”
“I didn’t tell her to make or buy me breakfast.”
Funny how the emphasis is always on what one didn’t do and not what the other does, out of love. Well, someday you might realize how those little things complete your morning, your day - When they just don’t happen anymore.
I’m black and blue and in love with you/ You said you never would let me fall/ You never would let me fall, but I’m falling