Love of My Life
I walked down the subway stairs and saw an elderly couple with great passion in their eyes.
He says that he will miss her,
That he loves her.
She feels the same way.
They leave each other.
The man turns to me and happily says:
‘She is the love of my life.’
I reply that I do not know much about love, only life.
He responds:
‘What’s the difference?’
