Love them when they’re awful.
When they’ve woken up late for work and got toothpaste on their shirt and didn’t have time to grab coffee and bombed their client’s presentation and had to work through lunch and got caught in the rain on the way home and picked a fight with their best friend over something truly petty and might have to go to the office on Saturday and it’s only Tuesday.
Love isn’t something you can pick and choose when it’s convenient for you to do so. Love isn’t just the easy parts. Love is every part.
It’s not that love isn’t easy sometimes. Sometimes, it’s a lazy Sunday and they’ve made breakfast in bed and everything is soft and glowing and perfect and happy. Every relationship deserves these moments. Those are easy. It’s getting past everything else — all the other crap that crops up that isn’t so second…
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