"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 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?