Her King & Her


Serving another never seemed more gratifying

It wasn’t a question of love

Yet there was a constant need to say it

Losing oneself to proving what is what

Strength and confidence becomes needy of another

Until the other becomes the best part of every day

For to have is to hold, for richer or poorer,

In sickness or health, in good or bad times till death only

Yet he became unforgiving only because she became unrelenting

A little patience and smile

Yet became unbearable till realizations were made clear

She’d lost her king –

The one who made her heart skip beats,

The one for whom she would do anything,

The one who defied logic and sense with her,

Perhaps to loose is the only way to be found again

In true restoration of admiration and appreciation yet again.

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