How do you continue to love that which has kicked your ***? How? Is it that you enjoy sitting on pain, pretending that it hurt then... but not now? Is it that you love the imperfections within yourself... and within others too? Is it that you look past the daggers we all threw? And even though we ducked And the blades missed the situation is still just as ****** as the so called respect that didn't really exist How do you keep coming back Acting like everything is ok? Faking it to make it just isn't the way For this is neither a hologram nor a scene from a play So before you can actually put your feet up you have to have your say Loving one another, no matter Requires both give and take the former just as important as the latter But we're all worth it... Don't you think?