I love you, okay? And it doesn’t matter whether you believe it or not because it will still be out there either way. I will repeat it every day until some of what I feel make its way to you. I will tend to your broken parts. I will wait. Love is patient. I will help you carry the weight on your back. I will stay. That’s all I can do— stay and love you and love you more and love you still. I love you. If you don’t have enough of it for yourself, have mine. Trust me, it is more than what could suffice both of us.