Dear Author,When I was told I would never walk again and would be stuck in a wheelchair the rest of my life something inside me broke. I put up a cold and tough front to keep everyone at arm's length; it's easier that way. No one could ever love a man whose body is covered in scars, whose legs will never work again, who's lost himself.Photo Description: A thin man, wearing only underwear, lies on his side in a low bed with a thin mattress. He appears to be sleeping, though daylight streams in through a window above him. No blanket covers him. A bottle sits on the floor by his side.This story was written as a part of the M M Romance Group's and "Love's Landscapes and " event. Group members were asked to write a story prompt inspired by a photo of their choice. Authors of the group selected a photo and prompt that spoke to them and wrote a short story. This story may contain sexually explicit content and is intended for adult readers. It may contain content that is disagreeable or distressing to some readers. The M M Romance Group strongly recommends that each reader review the General Information section before each story for story tags as well as for content warnings.