Is it subjected to who gains, who loses?
Is it subjected to the hours one puts in,as we do at work,overtime pays more?
Is it subjected to comparison like our mothers do so with our grades, among their friends?
If love should be subjected to anything at all,
then it is not love.
If at any moment it can be compared against or renders a second opinion,
then it is not love.
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It was a bitter night.
I dreamt I was all alone.
I woke up to realise that I am all alone.
I have realised that I am not so strong after all.
