You were worth it

We used to talk through music;
It's how we communicated
When we didn't know how to find the words,
so instead of making each other uncomfortable we would
Give each other a song to listen to,
Letting the other interpret it by them self.
You made a comment one day when Taylor Swift sang about whether the high of Her love would be worth the pain.
And you said it almost never is.
But that's where you're wrong.
Because even through my anger and hurt there are memories I have with you
That I wouldn't trade for the universe.
Not a single one.
I find solace and comfort in those memories;
I cherish them and hold onto them because they represent not only man I fell in love with,
But how I've managed to become who I am today.
No matter how much it hurt,
You were worth it.
Every. F**king. Second of it.