"I love you," he said.

He did not.

 

 

"I love you," she said.

She did not.

 

 

However, all was not for naught,
For both received what they sought.

 

They received a hand to hold, 

When they days get cold,

Received children, to which stories could be told,

 

They received someone beside them foever,

A tie that would never sever,

 

Because that tie was duty,
A tie, durable, you see,

 

If nothing else,

They had stability,

A house,

A cup of tea,

 

Sometimes, what is sought is not love,

Fleeting like a dove,

 

Breathless, like the first night first kiss...

 

 

But who can tell the difference?