It’s like jumping off the Eiffel Tower with your arms wide open, not minding the fact that you’ll die as soon as you hit the ground.
It’s the pleasure of falling so deeply in love with someone, wind rushing in your ears, no longer thinking of the great possibility of being very badly hurt if it ends.
And even so, I would rather be hurt loving, than living a life of bliss without you.
I don’t care about the end. What’s more important is that right here, right now, you’re here with me.