I am so infinitely happy that he loves me so much, and I pray that it will always be like this. It won't be my fault if he ever stops loving me.
Nobody has any security in loving me.
Quia amasti me, fecisti me amabilem. (In loving me, you made me lovable.)
Don't stop ever loving me, you can always smoke with me.
How strange! I thought, though everybody hated and despised each other, they could not avoid loving me.
How could you stop loving me?
God's love for me is perfect because it's based on Him not on me. So even when I failed He kept loving me.