Am I just use to you?

Am I in love with you or am I just use to you?

I heard that in a song  once while I handed you

your cup of coffee in the morning- just the way you like it.

I took a moment to think about 

it but it didn`t take long.  

I then took to observing your messy morning hair, your puffy sleepy

eyes, and your lazy morning gait.

Nothing new- nothing particularly vibrant or eye catching about the sight

of your sleepy self.

Just you.

But somehow it`s always enough for me to want kiss you awake 

in ways a cup of coffee can`t wake you.

That`s good enough.