It’s easy to cherish a sunset on the beach. True love is cherishing the scars you got when you fell off the ladder climbing up to her window. Cherishing the nightmares the concussion gave you. It all hurt, but it was all for her, and she loved you for it.
Then there was the time she hit you with the car. The look of confusion as she looked down at your still breathing body will live forever in your heart. The angry-sounding obscenities she screamed in shock endure as the greatest poem ever written.
What adventures lie ahead? What pain?
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