She wore marriage as permanent as her last name,
With a key(ring) in hand waiting for a life she had never known, ready to make him her home.
but piece by piece she lost him till there was nothing left.
She said; you are the real love of my life
but there was cement in her soul.
He asked; ‘What should i do, she is an alcoholic?’
HE said; “Love her, love her more and simply lover her.”
But that’s what I have done all my life…
HE said; lover her even harder