It's insecurity always chasing you and standing in the way of your dreams. - Vin Diesel.
I felt vulnerable and exposed, emotionally stripped of every boundary I had ever established. He dismantled them in an instant. His voice cut through my deep, dark thoughts on a cold night not so long ago, breaking the silence with a concern that quieted the demons I was fighting.
As I gazed into those eyes, I felt a mix of hesitation and courage I didn't know I had. The disturbing thoughts that invaded my mind were overwhelming and unsettling, but I was determined not to let my inner demons win. I had lived with them for some time; they mocked my attempts to give in, but they would not prevail. I knew I might suffer for a while longer, but during that suffering, I would grow and learn new things.
When I surrendered to him, I wasn't giving up; I was choosing to follow my heart. I placed my hand in his and entrusted my life to him. He pulled me back and gave me a reason to live. His love was a powerful force, fighting alongside me. He taught me to live in the moment, reminding me that everything could change in an instant.
I opened my heart and soul for the first time in my youth, fully aware that this decision would remain with me forever. I would always remember those defining and beautiful moments. In just a few short days, I transformed into a woman, capable of expressing my thoughts — a modern woman. I was no longer seen as perfect; I had imperfections that he embraced and nurtured, allowing me to feel adequate for the first time.
The things my mother criticised about me were the very traits he admired most. He placed me on a pedestal that I felt I deserved. When he took me into his arms for the first time, I fell into him, those eyes I had avoided for so long drawing me in. I had to give in.
We danced so quickly that I barely had time to think. Then he held me tenderly, his arm firmly yet gently across my lower back. Our eyes met, and we communicated wordlessly with each other.
I made a wish upon a shooting star, just like my Nanna used to say. As I breathed slowly with his face so close to mine, I felt as if my wish had come true. Overwhelming feelings surged through my body, making me dizzy... and then I walked away.
In my mother's attempts to tear us apart, my heart grew stronger. The demons would not return, nor would they win—my fiancé would not either.
When he came to rescue me, I realised that I had to rescue myself. I was the butterfly trapped inside the jar, not him, and I needed to free myself. I found my way out, escaped, and went to him. He taught me how to spread my wings and fly. But then, the demons returned.
"You'll always fall, but then you will soar," he whispered as he spread my wings. The wind hit our faces, awakening my senses, and I saw my future with new eyes. It lay in the sunrise, alongside Jack Dawson, a fresh start on the horizon.
Nothing could tear us apart, not even the sinking of the Titanic. As we stood on the deck of the Carpathia, his grip tightened around me.
"What do you see when you look at me?" I asked, doubts momentarily creeping back into my mind. I had left my family and home for this man I had known for only three days.
"My future, my home, and my everything," he whispered as we approached Lady Liberty, standing tall and proud. My breath caught in my throat; I felt happy beneath the grey, wet skies. My demons left me, and they never returned.
