They make time, even when you don't. They don't mind spending their precious time on you as long as you're with them. No such thing as busy for you. You are their priority.
They support you, lifting you up when you're at your lowest even means putting their priorities aside. They will try their very best, this I tell you, they will try as hard as they can to help you out. To make you happy because that is the only matter.
They always think about you for littlest thing. Everything around reminds them of you especially when it comes to things you like, things you used to talk about even you couldn't remember yourself.
They make an extra effort to get your attention. Extra.
Hey asshole, you are lucky you don't have to work hard for the attention they give you. You are lucky for not thinking too much to take care of their feelings because you know there's nothing in this world that can make you lose them. You are lucky to be whoever the fuck you want to be because they accept you for you. Literally the good and bad. They want you as you, nobody else. They accept your fucking flaws and mistakes yet still think you are the perfect one.
But eventually, they will stop. Trust me.