I love me because I look smashing in red 🙂 I am kidding here folks.
Ok so I have this ability to love no matter what. That as much as it is a curse, is also a blessing. I was once told “you are by far the nicest person I have ever met, no one could ever love you as much as you love them”. I took it as a compliment.
When I say I love you – I mean it. At the end of our phone conversation, when we hug goodbye after a visit or you are having a bad day. When you break my heart or you are pretty much a total fucktard douchcanoe, I still love you. I love you for who you are, who you will become and what we were in whatever way we “were” or are.
There are no conditions to my love, I don’t have rules or expect anything in return. If you feel for any reason I do not love you, or love you enough, you need to look at how you love people and why. I love people because I can. I love people because everyone deserves love and I deserve to cherish each beautiful soul that passes my way.
When I stop loving, it’s not really gone, just transitioned. I will never hate you, but I can no longer “not” love myself.