Loving someone whose never been loved the way they deserve

When you come across someone who has made sacrifices, they have given everything in the name of loving someone and was taken advantage of, don't disturb them unless you plan to finally love them the way they deserve.This individual still finds the will to love simply because they love love and they love to give love despite how they have been treated. When you come across someone who is healing or has healed never disturb the beauty of their soul unless you plan to pour your love into it. This individual has a rare soul that needs to be protected, This individual does't need anyone who is unsure of what part they will play in your life. This individual will give you a love that will leave you with no questions because they know how it feels to question everything. However, this individual will crave daily reassurances because they fear wasting years on a ship that is leading nowhere but to capsizing. If you aren't willing to make an effort and give them the love that they are deserving of please admire them from a distance. Don't approach this person looking for a temporary lover because they come with a permanent connection. Don't plant a seed of hope that you will be different when you come with the same script just as a different character. The worse thing you can do for this person is to plant this seed that they will be loved the way the deserve then stop watering.

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