would you?

Would you still love me if you could open my mind like a melon cut in half, would you have all the slices but spit out the seeds? Would you still love me if you knew my kisses could kill? Would you still love me if you found out I had no exes at all? Would you still love me if you knew I was a paradox? Would you still love me if I was a house, with a staircase somedays but an elevator the next? Would you?