After we met, the dreams stopped.
Because we didn't need them anymore.
Reality was harder.
We fought. We cried. We nearly lost each other again. But we held on.
Not because it was easy.
But because we had waited our whole lives just to say:
"I found you."
And when we got married, no one clapped harder than the people who once didn't believe.
Because in a world full of logic and science -
We proved that some things are real simply because you feel them.
Final Lines :)
| "We used to meet in dreams.
Now, I wake up next to her.
And somehow, that feels even more magical."
The Boy Who Found Her