His mornings are sunny;

And nights busy, 

He enjoys his company; 

Leaving her aside in privacy, 

The way the things were;

Makes her worried thinking that was err, 

Talks were long before;

But now in those, they found too much abhor, 

The love in their hearts was too much, 

Unfortunately, they caged their hearts now in a hutch. 

The unending communication they lost, 

Reminiscing each day, that is now covered by cold frost, 

Bonding must be equal is there a thought;

But in real they are completely torn apart.