They both thought they were right.

He the charmer, the ‘laid back one’

She the ambitious do-er.

Together a team who levelled each other up

Publicly known, embedded in their scene

At home there was only room for one of them to be ‘fun’

He the child, the late nighter, the singer in the band

She left to hold life together.

The bills, the appointments, the plans.

He didn’t make her play that role.

His claim.

But left her to it all the same.

The pairing fit in so many other ways.

Reluctance to give up the sense of family security being with him gave.

He was her cocaine and she was his heroin he played to his crowds.

But left her, replaced her. The curtain on them bowed.

He thought his addiction saw him as a cheap thrill.

She learned he was wrong.

He wasn’t her cocaine he was her air.

His show continued. New characters replaced old. Old story lines forgotten.

She learned she was wrong.

SHE was the addict and the psychological grief of her comedown lashed her heart for a decade.