I am putting this here and not at my usual place because most people that know me in real life don't know about my journal here. Actually, more so Kat don't accidentally read this and get even more uncomfortable.
I loved her when it was easy to love her.
I loved her when it got harder to love her.
I hated her when it got difficult to love her.
I loved her again when it got impossible to love her.
The last love was not from me, and it was not from me to give, I only act as a conduit for His love. Hate is the easiest way out, but that would not be a good reflection on what kind of person I am supposed to be.
Love overpowers all things.
I love you.