I say "Conceal", you correct me, "Cherish",
I say "Delusion", you counter - "Dream".
Lowliest worshiper in your parish,
Small are the triumphs and joys I ream.
Marriage is hard, after many years,
I am the "Soulmate", but she's the "Wife".
Nothing else in my life compares,
No one else makes me feel alive...
So be well, your heavens above you -
What we had will always be mine.
Then he says, "I will always love you" -
What a magnificent exit line!