Love: it’s such a difficult thing. It involves more than one person. Sometimes both might not be at their best with each other – at the same time or at different times. Sometimes, it becomes too much for one but always, when not even one is left to stay for the fight… all becomes lost.
Strength, ironically, is weak at times. And the human flesh has tendencies to give up fighting – tired of the fight, tired of the repeated rounds. Tired.
Hope, strangely, can betray us. Hoping that empathy can be given. Hoping that, in the event when one party decides it’s too much, would the other continue to fight? Would the other straighten up and be the stronger one instead? The answer is: no.
Anger – it’s the devil in us.