Silent Fight Ranger

 In the depths of his heart, a love so strong, A man who fought for love, his journey long. Despite her heart not yet fully his, He pursued her, knowing love's true bliss. He saw beyond the surface, deep and wide, A love that could weather any tide. For in her, he found potential untold, A story waiting to unfold. Though her love was yet to fully bloom, He stood firm, banishing any gloom. He cherished every moment, every smile, Patiently waiting for her heart to reconcile. He showered her with care and devotion, Creating a love built on pure emotion. He understood her flaws, embraced them whole, And nurtured a love that would console. For he knew that love is not just perfection, But accepting and cherishing each imperfection. He showed her the beauty of a love so true, A love that would only continue to grow. Through laughter and tears, they walked hand in hand, Building a future, a life so grand. And as the vows were exchanged, their souls intertwined, Their love story eternally

In the realm of perfection, I'm demanded to dwell, To mold myself as desired, all their wishes to excel. I'm constantly labeled incapable, unable to bring bliss, Not meeting their standards, always dismissed. Comparisons with other men, they never cease, I'm the one who brings sorrow, the cause of her crease. Tears cascade down, my presence a source of pain, Disappointment in her eyes, my efforts all in vain. I disrupt and shatter, leaving chaos in my wake, Loneliness engulfs me, a constant ache. Cornered and confined, I feel trapped and small, Yet, I lend my ear to her, hearing her every call. But when I seek acknowledgment, to be recognized and seen, She feigns ignorance, forgetfulness, and dreams serene. I forget a little, she grows furious in her defense, Yet, when she forgets, I embrace patience immense. A mere slip of words, magnified into a grave mistake, My faults etched in her memory, no respite to partake. When I yearn to be heard and embraced with care, She feign