He was rational, open minded
but had the need to be a fanatic.

She would become his religion..
When they first met, they joked that she would be a cult leader
and he would be the most devoted member.

But it was no joke,
worshiping her was like a drug..
and he did not care about it's insanity..
as long as that feeling could make him do one more push up
work harder, run faster,
he thought.. as drugs go you could do much worse.

He wished she would become just as addicted to this insanity..
They would be so caught up into it, they would barely notice as their bodies
turned to dust..

It would not change for a moment the way they looked at each other..
even as only bones and skulls were left.