A Loyal Heart's Silent Suffering

She never had to shout or fight to break his loyal heart; she’d simply wander

into night and let new stories start. He loved her with a steady flame,

a fire pure and true, the kind of love that never changed no matter what she’d

do. But she kept chasing newer hands, new faces, fleeting thrills,

while he was building future plans and counting all her wills. Each time she chose

another man, his soul would split again— how can one heart still hope to stand

when struck by so much pain? Yet still he stayed with open arms, though hurting more

each day, believing love could heal the scars she carved along the way.