I imagine them as a Greek myth;
They are powerful and beautiful
and do amazing things
but cannot see their fatal flaws.
I imagine them as a trashy romance novel;
...brimming with love and ardour,
he swept her into his arms
and kissed her... and she swooned...
I imagine them as a tragedy;
...their love was forbidden,
but no will or bonds could hold it back,
and ultimately it destroyed them...
I imagine them as a comedy;
Remember that time... you fell in love
and you were both married...
and you kept breaking each other's hearts?!