when you choose to love someone who is
damaged...you take on the weight of
their past,
their pain,
their guilt.
you must be strong.
you must be patient.
you can stop the bleeding...
and help them scar over.
but they will always, always
be a little broken.
if you can handle that...
if you can accept the dents and cracks...
if you can ever get them to trust you...
you will never find a better ally than one who
is damaged.
above all else: they know about survival.
after all, they are still here...wondering if
someone like you will ever love them.
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