No matter how difficult things get, no matter how many things you do that should make me hate you, all the reckless things that get said and done…
At the end of the day,
I can’t hate you.
I fucking love you.
It’s the only reason why I stick around, it’s the only reason why I subject myself to that kind of behavior. It’s the only reason why I seemingly overreact to situations, and it’s the reason why my mind goes crazy.
It’s because I’m crazy about you.
When you care about someone enough, you’ll do anything and everything to be with them, including fight for them, put up with some unnecessary bullshit, and stick around and even make time for whatever they’ve got to offer.