When I look at you,

the world feels like it finally chose the right ending.

No scripts, no staged lines,

just two hearts learning their way through the same story.

You don’t need crowns to be royalty.

I was a room with the lights turned low,

Curtains drawn so no one could see

The cracks in the walls, the quiet ache,

The fear that I was too broken to be free.

I learned to build myself in layers,