To be loved on the days when I am difficult to understand, and to be loved even more on the days when I am difficult to love. To be loved when my mind feels heavy, when my emotions are confusing, and when I cannot explain what is happening inside me. To be loved when I become quiet, distant, tired, or emotionally drained. There are moments when even I don't understand myself, when I push people away while secretly hoping someone will stay. I want a love that doesn't disappear the moment things become difficult. A love that stays patient during my worst days, not only my best ones. Because real love is not only about loving someone when they are easy to hold, but also when they are slowly falling apart inside too.