I want a love thats broken at first, a person who thinks they don’t have a chance, someone who has been damaged/hurt/broken. A love that seems futile and lost. Those that grow slowly with time, with pain, with patience. I want to pick up the pieces of someone. I have been broken too. They won’t ever fit together the same way again on their own. Someday I’ll fill the gaps in those pieces and in return we will be whole again.