When you choose to love someone who is damaged, you share the weight of their past, their pain and suffering. Some sorrows are too deep, some wounds won't seep. Some scars ache like hell, some of them are buried well. But this doesn't stop you from loving them.
Why? Because that's where you fell for them. People have scars in the most unexpected places at the most unexpected times. And this doesn't make them feeble, infact it makes them look real. Those cracks are where you could find a soul which survives, yet to be explored. Yet to live. Yet to be loved.
So go ahead and take the effort.
And dear, doing that, makes you beautiful.