Initially it was stalking and I haven’t bothered it.
Later it became an alliance and I strived to oppose it.
Finally I was married and I managed to survive it.
Our match wasn’t made in heaven but on earth.
We weren’t soulmates but usual matches.
Thus what happened between us wasn’t war but a battle.
Mediators changed a lot and we were still there.
Time didn’t wait for us and we were on the run.
Court room gave us our own ways and we stepped apart.
We met again on a new year eve and began as new friends.
We walked through the busy street holding hand in hand.
We enjoyed our company together as we were out of masks.
On that new year we gave it a try to be a couple again.
This time it was a strong partnership as we jointly tackled the odds.
We succeed in smashing the age old rules which murmured us to “Order the Other”.
