As I
grow up I realize it is impossible to love someone without loving his or her
scars. As you know someone deeper you’ll start to see his or her scars. You’ll
start to see his or her wounds that are not everybody can see. You’ll start to
realize, that that someone you love is somebody who had been hurt, who had been
mistreated, who had pain, who suffered. You’ll realize that the person in front
of you is like anybody else in this world—has a past, and that past makes him
or her somebody you know—you love today. You can’t ignore the scars, because
that scars make them who they are today. And at the end, to love somebody means
to accept him/her with his/her scars.
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