Wild:

Want to know what I like about you?

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How about what I dislike about you?

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I can't answer those questions, my love. I don't know you. You don't know me, and I don't know you, and what a pair we'll make when you are brave enough to look at me.

I always want to know you, all of you. Good part of your life, bad part of your life, I want to know you. I want to wake up next to you because we stayed up all night talking or watching bad tv, I want to sit next to you at dinner while you rant about your day.

I say, 'I care about you,' and your eyes call me an intruder, your eyes call me creepy.

But I'm not.


I'm a warrior.

I draw my sword against your pain every day, and will until the day I die.