I get why people always say that living for a person is harder than dying for a person. But for me that was never the case.
My Dom and I had a conversation a few years passed and it was about exactly this. And, of course, being as logical as he is he was on the whole 'living is harder boat'. See, I am terrible at arguing with him (the man could be a professional debater, I swear) so, having messy thoughts and horrible examples I finally conceeded and agreed with him.
Well, for some reason, today I started thinking about it again and I came to realize that he was wrong. At least in my case.
For me, living is a given. Reguardless of how I may act, I like life....very much. And I refuse to die until it is absolutely, inarguably my time to go. So, for me, saying that I'd live for a person is a given. Not so much for them (as selfish as it sounds) but just because I like living too much to let myself die.
To me, being able to say that I would die for a person is harder. It is rarer. And it speaks more volumes about how I feel for you then anything else.
As I said multiple times so far, I don't want to die. I refuse to die. So, me saying that I would die for a person....knowingly lay me life down for somebody else, knowing that I would not come back, would not be revived, that I'd be permanently dead....is something not to be taken lightly.