I Have a Place In My Heart For Broken People
Anyone with an air of tragedy about them draws me like a moth to the flame. Perhaps I like people who openly display their flaws. Perhaps some part of the darkness in myself seeks the same in other people.
It is not so much a sympathy....it isn't my place to fix them.
It is more a matter of empathy. In my mind I am always to some degree a bit cracked around the edges myself.