I like pain in the way I like life.
I like pain in the way of blisters from breaking in new shoes
I like pain when it's the cold biting at your nose on a winter morning
I like it when it's a pain deep in your skull from getting no sleep
I like it when it's burning your fingers and tongue on a freshly baked cookie.
I like it when there's a reason for it.
I like in the form of the hot grains of sand beneath your feet on the beach, the sting from the salty water
I like it when it's cuts from stepping on the sharp stones of a Riverbed in the spring, the coldness of the water making the pain both worse and better
I like pain when it's a deep ache in your heart.
I like pain when it's a razor against your wrist.
When it's the sharp sting of the hot water
I like pain in the way it makes you feel something. The way it makes you feel alive
