She loved him as she hoped he was, So caring, strong and wise. She loved him as she wished he was, Forgiving all his lies. She knew she needed something more, But had to try this way, A man she’d hoped was something more, Who would do more than play, A man who seemed to have great charm, Who fit the world she’d known, But had he more than just that charm, And had he ever grown. In days to come, would life be harsh, With anguish in the night, Then would he leave her hurt, alone, Or would he stand and fight. She loved him as she knew he was, Not caring, strong or wise, And hoped he’d grow to what she was, Forgetting all his lies.