This isn’t a fairy tale,
but it is our truth.

Two paths once running apart,
met without a plan
leaving behind quiet laughter,
a silence that understood,
and a simple realization:
that home isn’t always a place 
sometimes, it has a name.

We came from different worlds,
each carrying our own direction and reason,
yet somehow, our steps found each other 
not by chance,
but by a calm choice.

We learned that love
doesn’t always come from sparks,
but from faith that grows slowly,
from the courage to stay,
even when our paths don’t always align.

We didn’t fall in love 
we grew within it,
gently,
with all its wounds and healing.

And today,
we simply choose to walk together,
in our own way.