I love you even when I know you’re probably not coming back. I love you even when I know you’re probably sleeping beside another girl or kissing another lips and touching someone else’s skin. I love you even when sometimes I no longer want to.
Sometimes, I try to convince myself to let go and move on but I take one look at you and right then and there – I know I’m home.
Even when you don’t know it.
Even when you’re not aware of it.
Even when you don’t want to be.
But home is where my heart is and it’s with you – no matter how much you try to give her back. She finds loopholes, hidden entrances and doorways back to loving you.
Don’t think that all she sees in you are the good things – no. She sees the bad, the ugly and the broken. She sees your flaws and bad habits. She doesn’t try to look past that.
She doesn’t have to see past that because she doesn’t love you despite of it but she loves you even with it.