To him, freedom was greater than love.
She hated that.
Because she had always thought that love was freedom.

They loved deeply in those early years, as it is common for young lovers to do.

There was no jealousy on the part of a new spouse over the love or affection a man or woman shared with a former spouse. It was considered a blessing to have had such loves in one's life.

Like Cupid,
your promises
were just misses.

It is very interesting how humanity has linked love to the lack of freedom. I think that when you find love, it is because you have become so free that you were able to truly find it. Love is a wild and running thing. Only the free can find what is wild and running. You become so free, that you are able to truly love. A life of bondage is a life lived without love.

Falling in love with someone is intentional, even if it was their looks that tripped you.