Non-fiction

Where's Waldo? was the game we used to play

Different setting each time, still the same chase

An impossible task to find a way

When my sole desire was to see your face.

It took us a while to reach this level

Like two angry birds who kept on failing

We couldn't overcome our obstacles

Until we found tricks to break the pattern.

The road to here was a little bumpy

So glad we're now more like Tom and Jerry

Catching you is not a small victory
We get to tease each other constantly.

I'm Lois Lane who got her Superman

Testing us allowed our bond to deepen
Never felt safer than in these strong arms

After troubled times came the happy end.