True love is inconvenient.
It isn’t something I can give only when I’m in the mood. I can’t go into my room, shielding myself from the world because I don’t want to be bothered, showing up only when it suits me. No, I can’t hide: I am required to give love even when I have other things on my long agenda. I must give love when I’m tired. I must give love even when you’re annoying the hell out of me. I must give love, not to make a point or to prove I’m a good person, much better than the next; but I must give love to show you how to love.
To show you what true love feels like. My love is the prototype for how you should be loved. The expression of my love in the most inconvenient times communicates your value, your worth, your priceless posture. The priceless treasure who dared to love me, even when it was inconvenient for you.
Loving you isn’t always easy, but loving you is all I can do.