Broken

I think it takes somebody pretty incredible to love someone who is broken. To look past those broken shattered pieces, those gaps and faults and to view the complete and the whole.

They have to be a gentle and caring sort of person. To treat someone with so much care and not worry about getting cut in the process. To know that holding that person close may mean getting hurt and being pushed away. Having their words sting and blister against your skin as you hold that person close.

But to be the person who is that strong and see the other come through the other side will show you a love worthy to none. Unlike any other. To see and help that person rebuild their walls and help them learn to love themselves again. To see them learn to accept the love they are worthy of again. Every broken piece will reflect the love, hope and care that you pour into them, back to you.

And just sometimes, two broken people can heal and help one another and be the reason for completing the other. And they can build something so incredible and strong together