If I have learned anything in my life it is that love is hard. Any form of it proposes difficulties. And if you truly love someone that never goes away. Life throws curveballs we cannot hit nor catch. We are left with this emotion with the hardship of carrying around for eternity. Everyone that I have ever loved I carry you with me. Change is hard and accepting people for who they truly are is the most difficult thing of all. If I was to die today I would want all that I have loved, hurt, stood up to, to know I accept you for who you are. I have to be me and if you cannot respect me in the least how could you have ever loved me in return.