He fights with every erroneous situations,
just to stay besides her,
like a stack of rocks besides a river,
to make her flow, without any fear of being lost.
But for her, Sometimes,
it creates a boundary.
He knows its not to stop,
But for her well-being.
She knows it’s for her,
but couldn’t hold for long.
For care which comes with love,
of not losing, someone you love.
But care creates some periphery,
and love disperse out of lacking spaces.