New Chapter
Funny coz this doesn’t feel like a new chapter. It isn’t separate from the life I’ve been living before you strolled in and swept me off my feet. I still feel anxious. Do you really want this? Am I really deserving of you?
Because loving someone had always been a painful experience for me. I always had to try to make things work. Always had to be the bigger person. Always be the one to understand and adjust. Now that I’ve slowly healed myself from that, I open my doors and let you in. You were all ready to start and take the wheel from my hands, not to control, but to guide me. You understood me more than I understood myself. I didn’t have to ask you to do anything. You just did it and now I want to do these things for you. Let me… but don’t refuse what I’ve decided to give you. Let me… but don’t abuse my kindness and love. Let me… but don’t disturb the peace I’ve built within myself.
I let you in. You wouldn’t have been able to open the door without my permission. Prove to me that I made the right decision and I’ll bloom into a thousand different colors and fill your life with song.
You… you feel like home. You smell like home. You taste like home. I quickly settled into your apartment like I’ve lived there all my life.
So I’m at that point in my book where the FMC meets the MMC and I’m hoping you’re the Rhysand to my Feyre and I’ll be the Robin to your Sanji.
