He was so ordinary Not handsome at all In fact not my type. But he wore me down Waiting outside my small flat In the pouring rain just to Catch a glimpse of me. Why I married him I will never know. Perhaps because he cried In sad movies. Or because he was gentle And would never try to Control me. He always knew how to make me laugh. To get me out of my many Dark moods. How on earth did he always Make me feel so beautiful.? He has gone now And the world is sadder Because of it. There have been other imposters I danced the choreographed Movements of love with them. But when the shadows of night Covered the fading twilight. It was always you honey. Always you. Only you knew how to fix me, -