Let's dance. Are you the tango type? How about a spicy salsa? Or is ballroom dancing more your speed? Nevermind that, let's just dance. You're afraid to fall you tell me. It will hurt you say. Hurt? You don't even know the definition of hurt. Not yet. You don't know the feeling of being so high and being put up there by the one you love. You sit up there thinking you are on top of the world and could live without any help. That is until you fall. They'll mock you and laugh at you.
Don't fret, love. I won't laugh. I won't mock. Have I put you up in that high place? Possibly. I'll catch you if you fall. It will hurt. Falling always does. Many things hurt. Beauty is pain. Beauty is not when you slather on pounds of make up for your date on a Friday night. No. Beauty is seeing the flaws in your partner and still loving them all the same. That is the true pain. Knowing there is only so much you can do without changing them. Fire is pain. It will burn if you fall into it. I won't let you fall. I'll put you back on your feet. I will love you with all of me. Yet, they say love is pain, darling, so let's hurt tonight.
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