This is an extempore use of the Prompt word of the Daily post Chaotic:
As she woke up every morning by his side,
Puffed eyes, bleeding lips and tears to hide.
Bold independent chirpy full of life,
Love, togetherness, belongingness for the strife.
A tomboy fearless carefree bird that flew high,
To a coy loving partner that she would constantly try.
Happy go lucky, eyes that shine so bright,
Gleaming tear drops, sadness in her heart she would fight.
The battle of right and wrong, world and herself, love and hate,
Betrayal and loyalty, chaotic endings of one sided love story, by fate.