But
Why he stayed?

He knew she was a mess
Will solve her all problems
She was creating
He was in love with
The disturbance
That she was being
She, A glass that
Breaks so easily
He, a hand who
Handle things safely.

She do things,
Without thinking
He knew, exactly
She was doing
She does things blindly
He opens her eyes everytime
She breaks promise
He kept created
On every pace
As he promised.

And,
Thus he stayed.

(2nd part of previous poem (why he stayed?) )
© AMODINI