It's funny how love makes you feel both weak and strong at the very same time!
It's such a complementary contradiction to live with and go through.
I've spent weeks without seeing my beloved and the very feeling of being loved by him seems like a huge source of strength in those days.
But the moment I see him, I go weak in my knees! Like all I need to live from that moment on, is to be in his physical presence. Like even a minute extra with him is another dose of cocaine rushing through my blood; so addictive that I cannot do without him anymore.
And then when reality hits again, and distance becomes inevitable, we move ahead trying to comfort each other by some tiny expressions of love.
That's when I realized that the distance is not what makes us stronger in love, it's the reminiscence of the previous meeting and the hope for the forthcoming meeting, that makes us sustain everything that makes us go weak in love.
I believe Love and strength go in harmony, just like him and I do. They do seem to be contradicting each other once in a while, but they equally complement each other every other day, and so we blossom in love only when there's enough strength in us to handle what comes with it.
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