Mended

If love is a salvation for some, for me it was a damnation. Until I met her.We both understand what it means to lose the love of our lives.We both refuse to have another relationship.We both think we'll never love again.And then our worlds collide.She's the storm to my dangerfree life.I'm the anchor to her wildness.She's reckless.I'm guarded.But in reality, we're both pretending.What if love is what we need to mend our broken hearts?