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𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑

Adeline stood barefoot in the sand with the ocean tugging at the hem of her dress, looking at her present and her future while her heart tried to climb straight out of her chest. She thought she understood love before, but nothing had prepared her for the way he dismantled every wall she had and made a home out of what was left. She felt stupid and brave at the same time, standing there with Rio sun on her shoulders and a baby kicking in her belly, the waves hitting shore like a reminder that she had ran long enough to find the one person she was never meant to run from. He was it. The only one.

She promised him her loud heart, the messy one he had held more times than he probably signed up for, and she promised him her stupid jokes in dressing rooms and the parts of herself she used to hide in fear someone would mistake them for weakness. She told him she would walk through every tour leg, every sleepless night, every storm that tried to swallow them, because she did not know how to live any life that did not have him in it. She said she would love every piece of him that scared him, every scar, every breath, every moment he doubted if he deserved any of this, because she had seen the way he looked at their kids and the way he held her when the noise in her head got too much and that was enough proof for a lifetime. She promised, that she will never get off their train.

When he pulled her into him, her vision was a blur from tears she did not bother wiping. All she could think was that she had walked through hell and still somehow ended up here, with the only man she would ever love. Everything inside her whispered the same truth that had been building for years. She was his, completely. She would grow old with him, raise their kids with him, fight any storm with him.

You are my home. You are my heart. You are the person I want to love until my last breath.