In my eyes love was only passion
The feeling born from our interaction
The intensity of our intimacy
I wasn't wrong except..
I wasn't ready for what was next

Alas! Love was more than passion..
It was commitment
It was more than "When I feel like it.."
A death to self in it's very essence

And as I walked this road that seemed to grow wider
It's qualities only got louder
Commitment alone did not suffice..
For love entailed ..
Sacrifice

For I could no longer.. live for me..
For which I was not prepared
That I was at the point holding the gun..
And at the point to which the gun stared

How was I supposed to love my wife..
With a love half baked
.. a little unsteady..
A love; the truth of which I had not been taught..
What I learnt may as well be
What drifts us apart
For I learnt what I knew about this from friends..
And movies..
And trends..
And my interpretation of all that..
With all the bias it comes with

And she..
Also with her definition of the same
And it wasn't like we could compare notes..
For we both thought to have the holy book
And the other the distorted version..
In which we dared not to look

And if our love was to find expression
Through a little child
It would sieve the combination
Of the two "loves" we defined

So if I left my wife..
What would that mean to the child?
That love could break
That life could shake
The convictions in which..
Our lives were staked!

Till death do us part we said..
Till death do us part..
So either we lied..
From the beginning
Or found loopholes in the contract we signed
But that!
Is just in the child's eyes..

For to us we simply found another love..
Or the other person was just too much
Or we grew tired of each other..
And just undid these shoelaces
And threw away the shoe altogether

My father left ..for a long time
And all I had was my mother
If that love was the same..
It wouldn't be long before I discovered
The same fate..

But you see this woman..
Loved me in my hate
For she could have been the cause
Of my father's great escape

When I learnt better..
She only seemed to love me more
Or so it seemed
For when I messed up..
She buried all for love's sake

Her love could not see me do wrong
And boy was I wrong most of the time
So I saw her love "most"
In the weaknesses I had..

It was then I was sure..
She didn't love me because I was good
But loved me because she simply chose to
Despite my state or mood

So I will love you darling..
On your best behaviour and worst too
For I chose with all I am to love you
When I married you..
Whatever cost it is to me..
Whatever cost it is to you
This ain't just flattery
It's the way I was taught to