Old Love Poem

If you love something
Set it free.
If it comes back, it was and
Always will be yours.
If it never returns, it was
Never yours to begin with.
If it just sits in your living room
Messes up your stuff,
Eats your food,
Uses your telephone,
Takes your money, and
Never appears that
You actually set it free in
The first place
You either married it
Or gave it birth!