She said she loved him to bits,
That heaven and earth she would move for him,
That he was her wind beneath her wings,
Her world and her sanity.
He
He said he loved her in a way words couldn’t tell,
That she was his world,
Anything, anything she wanted,
She would get.
But
Behind locked doors,
Behind the flash of a camera,
Behind their neighbours hawked eyes,
His selfish desires revealed,
Her scars his brutality told,
The promise of a heaven on earth broken,
The unconditional love is so conditional.
Then,
In good and bad times,
She remembered her promise to him
To love, to hold
Till death did part them,
Was this it?
Was he trying to send her to her hell hole a little earlier?
The scars spoke for themselves.
