I know i love you, but do you?

I know I love you because I want to get you medicines when you’re sick. I know I love you because I want to slap anyone who hurts you, even if it’s your boss. I want to hold you when you’re having a nightmare and kiss the spot that hurts when you bump into something. I know I love you because I want you to be healthy even when you’re not sick, and that’s why I keep bugging you to change your crappy eating ways even though I know you’re over hearing about it.

I know I love you because I worry about the stuff only people who love you worry about, like the amount of quality sleep you get a night and how much you smoke when you’re sad and whether you’re getting enough vegetables. I know I love you because I freak out when you’re obviously disintegrating yet too stubborn and too “I’m fine” to actually go to the doctor. I know I love you when i get overly concerned about you playing football with your injured legs.

I know I love you because I think you’re amazing even when you’re hung over and annoying and feeling crappy. I know I love you because I think you’re amazing even when you’re wearing your ugly pants and that’s no small accomplishment.

I know I love you because I can’t abandon you, not even when you’re being a dick. Not even when you’re being ten dicks. Normally I don’t put up with that sort of behaviour but I love you and I understand you’re stressed or frustrated or upset over something so I’ll let it slide for a little bit. But I also love you enough to call you out on it when it gets to be too much. I know I love you because only people who love you care to say something about your bad behaviour instead of saying nothing and just calling you an asshole behind your back.

I know I love you because I want to listen, I really do. I don’t have anywhere to be that can’t wait for a while and I’m not checking my phone, in fact turned it off and buried it in the cushions the moment you said you needed me. I’m here for you and that other thing can wait.

I know I love you because I’m truly concerned with how your life turns out. I want you to express yourself and be fulfilled and feel like you’re living life for a good reason, not just passing the time. I want everything to work out for you the way it should and I want to be there for it, occasionally with lotsa support.
And I’m genuinely convinced that I love you because I want to do things for you that I don’t want to do for anyone, ever. Examples: I’ll babysit you when you’re sick. I’ll bring you ice water and take care of you when you eat too much stupid food like an idiot. I’ll even stand there patiently with a video camera as you kick asses during soccer. I know I love you because i tolerate your love for Arsenal and that is a pretty big thing! 

That’s how I know I love you, and I hope you know it too.

#Now listening - That's when i love you.

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