For richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and cherish you until death do us part.
This is surely the greatest lie in human history, the sweetest poison, the gentlest hell.
These supreme words of love are like a devil whispering in your ear, taming you into pursuing love and losing yourself in it: a drop of water convinced it is the whole ocean, a grain of sand certain it has shaken the desert. But the ocean does not care about that drop, and the desert does not remember that grain. Only the devil counts yet another willing sacrifice, crushed by their own hand, a merciful smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
Theme: Love is only one of the many emotions humans feel.
