Intended

For him, it was her
from the start.
She swung from the strings
of his heart.

For her, it was him
just the same.
Her love for him
coursed through her veins.

For him, it was her
life or death.
Her loveliness
held in each breath.

For her, it was him
he should know.
The love in her eyes
had that glow.

For him though
the words were unsaid,
endlessly rehearsed
in his head.

For her, all she
wanted to hear,
was that he
would always be near.

But a stumble,
a stutter and fall,
leaves nothing
for no one at all.