Someone once told me...
Marry the girl
who has always had to survive.
The one who's never truly felt love—
who learned to build walls
before she ever learned to dream.
Marry the girl
with the messy childhood.
The one who's known agony
at the hands of those
she loved... and trusted—
yet still chose to heal,
to rise,
to rebuild from ruin.
She's the woman who works hard.
Who carries her pain quietly.
Who's fought battles
you'll never see.
She learned to be her own savior
long before anyone showed up
to hold her hand.
And yeah—
she might be difficult at times.
But tell me,
who wouldn't be,
carrying a past like hers?
Her emotions run deep.
She won't stay silent
when something matters—
because she cares.
She'll challenge you to grow.
Call you out on your bullshit.
Bear the weight of the world
in her heart.
And when she loves you—
she'll love you
with everything
she once used to survive.
She'll love you
with a depth
that feels endless.
Because when she finally loves...
she loves for real.
She understands pain
like no one should.
And she'll do everything in her power
to protect her family from it.
So if you can give her safety,
patience,
and space to heal—
she'll go to war for you.
Show her you won't run.
Show her that love
doesn't always leave.
That you can be still
when she trembles.
Gentle when she's guarded.
Honest when she's unsure.
Communicate.
Don't neglect her—
mentally, emotionally, or physically.
Find the little ways
to appreciate her.
Watch her melt
like candy in a ray of sun.
Don't let a day go by
without showing her
that you still want her.
That her opinion counts.
That her presence matters.
Value her
in ways she's never been valued.
Find the balance
between tenderness and truth—
so you don't create
more wounds
she has to heal from.
You won't be perfect.
Love never is.
But she'll see your effort.
She'll feel your consistency.
And in turn—
she'll show you
what devotion truly means.
She's not for the masses.
She comes with scars.
With stories.
With strength.
But the love you'll build,
the home you'll create,
the life you'll share—
will surpass your wildest dreams.
So marry the girl
who once doubted her worth,
but with your love,
finally sees it.
Marry the girl
who fights for you,
for herself,
for the life you're building.
Because a woman like this—
the one who's survived,
who's healing,
who's learning to trust again—
She's the kind of woman
you marry.
