I have loved people who didn’t love me or past the expiration date of their love because my love isn’t dependent upon someone loving me back.
I have loved difficult people, and I have loved at times when I wasn’t sure I was capable of love, because being difficult doesn’t mean those people don’t need love or that they don’t deserve it. And few things easy are worth it.
I have loved people because I could see positives in them when no one else could.
I have lovedÂ others even when I couldn’t love myself… and I have loved when (it felt like) no one loved me in return.
I have loved after hurt; I have loved while hurting those I loved.
I have loved until it hurt, often well past that point.
I have loved when every fiber in my being was afraid of doing so.
I have loved on faith alone.
I have lovedÂ when there was nothing else I could bring myself to do.
I have loved long distance because I don’t need to be near someone to know that I love them. In fact, I have loved with only words on a screen or a voice through a phone to know.
I have loved even when I didn’t want to because I was angry or frustrated. I have loved in spite of myself, and couldn’t stop myself if I wanted to.
I have loved poorly, but still I loved.
I have loved well and will continue to love better until I can love no more.