Love has not made us good.

We still do all the cynics said we would -

Struggle like heroes searching for a war,

Still want too much, and more.

Love has not made us nice.

Elders and betters with their best advice

Can't stir us from the lounger by the pool.

We dodge all work like school,

Leave urgent deats unpaid.

Cancel the solemn promises we've made

If loyalties or circumstances change.

Our thoughts are no less strange,

But love has made us last.

We do together all that in the past

We did alone; err not as one but as two

And this is how I knew.