Happy Ending

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.

You don’t need a spotlight to shine.

Somehow, in the quiet moments,

you make everything feel like it’s exactly where it should be.

It’s not fantasy—

it’s better than that.

It’s laughter that lingers,

hope that feels real,

and a future that doesn’t need wishing on stars

because it’s already standing here.

If life were a story,

I wouldn’t rush to the last page.

I’d stay in every chapter,

every glance, every promise, every small miracle.

Not because it’s perfect—

but because it’s ours.

And the kind of happiness that lasts

doesn’t fade when the curtain falls.

It begins.

And it keeps going.