18 to 80
18 to 80
He, at 18 years old
Tall slim and nerdy
She at 18,
Strong, Independent and bold
A match made in heaven they said
And immediately pushed them together.
At 18, young and free
In the name of love,
They adored each other
Completely infatuated, loved and endeared.
At 25, hardworking and hasty
They chased their jobs with all their might
Soon enough she gave up hers,
In the name of love.
He said he would earn enough for the both of them,
And the little one inside her
In the name of love
At 30, always tired and busy,
He never glanced at her
And chased money for the family
In the name of love
At 40, tired and weary
He would scream out advice everyday
And she would digest it with sips of regret
In the name of love
She would smile through the pain
When her kids were around
Because mothers had to be strong
In the name of love
At 50, with strands of white
He, with all his might would shape his family
With screams, advice and guilt
In the name of love
At 60, old and grey
With the kids away from home
She would finally learn to ignore him
Serving hot chai in the silence
And he would grimace through the pain
In the name of love
At 70, fragile and weak
He found his way back to her like they were 18 again
He would smile through his mistakes
But she couldn’t find the courage to do the same
He would say he always loved her,
But she could never believe him anymore
He, at 80
Hunched, wrinkly and full of regret
She at 80,
No more independent and bold
A match made in heaven they said
And look what it led to.