It was definitely worth a try to let my heart go astray, just so it could know how far it can venture. It is a different emotion that it came back ragged and bruised, what is more beautiful is the scars it carries now they glow in this darkness, almost like stars illuminating my lonliest nights. It ventured through storms and draughts went all the way and jumped off the edge of love, betrayal, promises and hope. What came back was a shattered piece smiling through the cracks. After all the bloodshed of its dying laughter and unknown disaster, It was definitely worth a try. "The scars heal in shapes of roses with no thorns"
"Falling in love" irony of this expression is pure genius.