She was stronger.
Much stronger than any man would ever be.
She was stubborn.
She hated compromises.
But it was before she felt in love.
Love made her go soft.
Love made her forget her stubbornness.
Love made her compromise.
She compramised her dreams.
She compramised her thoughts, her way of life.
And, now she wasn’t strong any more.
LOVE, which she thought would be her strength, became her weakest point.
~Revati
poetry
-by रेvati 