I am not an easy person to love. Some days I will whisper how beautiful you are while planting gentle kisses all over your body. You will giggle and try to fight me off and in that moment my heart will have never felt so light.

But other days when my mind is a storm cloud threatening to explode, I will be a bundle of emotions that I cannot quite keep contained. I will be cold, distant, and you will look at me like I am not the same person you fell in love with.

I am a broken light switch. My moods flicker without anyone flipping me on and off. I wake up each morning and wonder which me you will encounter that day. I always hope it is the one who makes you want to stick around.

I am not easy to love. But what I need you to understand is that whether there is a war waging inside of my mind or I am the kind person that you adore, I will always love you.

I will love you in the morning. I will love you when you cry. I will love you when I am angry. I will love you when you’re being stubborn. I will love you when I don’t even love myself. I will love you.

I know that there will be days when you want to give up on me but I am asking you, please don’t. You see, you are the only one who has been able to settle the storm inside of me before I even realize it is surfacing.

I am not easy to love but I promise that I will always put up a fight. And I will love you no matter which me my light switch flips on that day.

“ It always fascinates me how people go from loving you madly, to nothing at all. Nothing. It hurts so much.
Here it is. One more, one less. Another wasted love story. I really loved this one. When I think that its over, that I’ll never see him again like this, well yes, ill bump into him, we’ll meet our new boyfriend and girlfriend- act as if we had never been together. Then we’ll slowly think of each other less and less until we forget each other completely… almost. Always the same for me: break up, break down, drink up, fool around, meet one guy then another, fuck around to forget the one and only, then after a few months of total emptiness start again to look for true love, desperately look everywhere and after 2 years of loneliness meet a new love and swear it is the one- until that one is gone as well.
There’s a moment in life where you can’t recover anymore from another break up. And even if this person bugs you 60 percent of the time, where you still can’t live without them. And even if he wakes you up everyday by sneezing right in your face, well… you love his sneezes more than anyone else’s kisses. ”

—    2 Days in Paris  (via cicconeyouthh)