"I love you," he said.

He did not.



"I love you," she said.

She did not.



However, all was not for naught,
For both received what they sought.


They received a hand to hold, 

When they days get cold,

Received children, to which stories could be told,


They received someone beside them foever,

A tie that would never sever,


Because that tie was duty,
A tie, durable, you see,


If nothing else,

They had stability,

A house,

A cup of tea,


Sometimes, what is sought is not love,

Fleeting like a dove,


Breathless, like the first night first kiss...



But who can tell the difference?





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