You have to love the t girl, okay?
You have to love her when it's easy.
You have to love her when it's hard.
You have to love her when she's spiralling.
You have to love her when she's recovering.
You have to love her when she fucks up.
You have to love her when she's doing great.
You have to love her when she's closetted. When she's not ready, when she's afraid to be herself.
You have to love her when she's depressed, when she's euphoric, when she's stressed and ill and relaxed.
You have to love her when she's vulnerable.
You have to love her when she's curled in on herself, hiding that gaping hole in her heart. When she's pushing you away and deflecting and protecting herself.
You have to love her when she's hurt.
You have to love her when she's happy. When all the cares in the world have melted away and she's in the moment and looking at something and wearing that smile you never see, when just for a moment, everything is okay.
You have to love her when she's so busy loving others that she isn't being loved herself.
You have to love her when she's losing herself.
You have to love her when she's disabled. When she can't eat, or clean or do anything but cry. When she can't stand or walk, when she can't see or hear.
You have to love her when she's in pain.
You have to love her when she's not herself.
You have to love her when she's someone else.
You have to love her when she feels hollow. When she feels like she's little more than a mass of flesh and bones that once had the idea of emotion.
You have to love her when she reads this and goes "yes, except for me".
You have to love yourself, okay?
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