I brought them to the wilderness because we couldn't cope with our reality. The plan was to make a new life that didn't include heartache. No people. No technology. No interference. Just us. A chance to piece together what was broken. But the wilderness is untamed and harsh. Brutal and unforgiving. It doesn't give a damn about your feelings. Tragedy lives there too. No escaping the truths that won't let you go. All you can do is survive where love, no matter how beastly, is the only thing you can truly count on. Confusing. Wrong. Twisted. Beautiful. Sick. Love is wild. And we're going to set it free. *** He took me from the wilderness. I was all alone and death was near. His plan was to heal me and then let me go. A reprieve from my harsh reality. Food. Warmth. Safety. It's temporary and one day I'll be forced to go home. But I don't I want to go back. I want him to keep me. To tame and love me. Freeing the wild comes with grave consequences. He thinks they'll cage him for being with me. Our love's not right. They won't understand it. Forbidden. Immoral. Perverse. Vile. I don't care what they think. It should only matter to us. We are innocent and beautiful and worthy.