love is choosing to serve someone in spite of their filthy heart. love is patient and kind, love is deliberate. love is hard. love is pain and sacrifice, it's seeing the darkness in another person and defying the impulse to jump ship.
"And perhaps one day she'll be truly happy. And when you ask her, "Are you ok?", for once she'll say, "I'm fine.", and it wouldn't be a lie." I'm so glad I can honestly now say "I'm fine" with a real smile on my face.