I love her.

Isn't she lovable?
I love her smile.
Love the way her eyes curve upon a smile.
I love her mind.
Love the way she expresses her thoughts.
Love her words, love her acts.
I love her heart.
She has a golden heart.
I love her.
For she is so tiny yet so strong.
So independent and so determined.
So positive when she could be so negative.
But i couldn't help.
I couldn't help myself from wondering.
The heartache behind those smiles.
The hurtful feelings she enclosed within herself.
The agonies she's been going through.
Yet, she chose to show only the strength in her.
And, she made me realise.
She is indeed, lovable.
She is so lovable and amicable, to me.

Will she break down one day?

Or stays strong forever?