Her heart is broken again. By the people whom she loves. Shattered pieces around... She bends over. Tearing. Picks them up one by one. She wants to rebel. She rationalises. "Why love? It is just so difficult." "Can i stop loving and giving?" "Can i just ignore and turn away?" ... ... ... ... ... ... ... Love. A difficult choice to obey. To will to love despite the pains. She loves because He first loves her. *Thank you for allowing her to cry. Thak you for the encouragement.*