Because maybe the end game is worth it every time. Maybe the heartbreak is a side effect of something so brilliant that it eventually overshadows the destruction. Maybe some things don’t have to last forever in order to change you irrevocably. And once you’ve loved enough people, maybe that’s exactly what you know – that you’re strong enough to survive it. Strong enough to change from it. And strong enough and brave enough to choose the potential for growth over the fear of getting hurt, every time.