I prefer you scar me than you trying to cover my wound. I prefer hearing your heart speak than saying words that act as my bandage. I prefer crying with you than hearing you say “I'm okay.� I prefer to risk feeling hurt, than not knowing how deep we really can go. I prefer making love to you now even if I realize later that you will wound me. I prefer being conscious beforehand to obliviously diving into a deep, deep pit of wonders, only to later be shattered by the realization that it never lasts forever.

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