One day
It broke
We stopped caring
about spiders and their webs
dust in corners
scattered toys on the lawn
and neigbours judging
We stopped

But then it began
the construction of new paths
new connections
outside us
morally deranged but marvellous
in their metaphors

And then the fights started
discovery of deceit
the heartbreak
and the revellations
revealing devils and demons
and dark desires

Gradually
It healed
We began to love
not sweet, innocent, postcard love
no! mad, ******, nasty love
a yelling, crying, caring love
not taking anything for granted love
We healed