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.