He looked stupid, just to hold her hand.
The baby didn’t care about his past mistakes.
His legs buckled under the weight of expectations.
He told so many lies they became truth.
She only loved things that didn’t love back.
He could not spare another thought of her.
His rage was only matched by his vindictiveness.
Her pettiness was only matched by her beauty.
The train was late; the heist failed early.
He held her during her surprise party heart-attack.
With angry words she saved his “worthless” life.
Their unconventional family loved each other rather unconventionally.
She loved beyond her bounds and her sanity.
He conspired with her children to kill her.
Till Alzheimer’s, not her death, did them part.
Her love abounded all the while his dwindled.
She held on, even as he let go.
He met his wife anew every single morning.
One day she’d know a love that lasted.
She found him face down in the river.