It’s easy to love you, until your crusty hand is on my face.
But then I remember that your hand is crusty from your only meal that day
It’s easy to love you, until we are in the 95 degree weather and you want to be held
But then I remember that I am probably the only one who will hold you
It’s easy to love you, until you pee all over my clean skirt
But then I remember the reason you peed on me is because you can’t afford diapers
It’s easy to love you, until you start hitting me
But then I remember the only reason you do is because that’s the only way you’ve ever gotten attention
It’s easy to love you, until I am uncomfortable
But when I am uncomfortable I will chose you.
I will chose to love you.
I will chose to hold you.
I will chose to make myself uncomfortable if it means for even one second you feel loved unconditionally.
