Carry you Home

Carry You Home
Written by: Xxxii_bee

When was the last time I felt "love"? I've watched people care for each other. I've seen laughter, soft hands, kisses under trees. Sometimes I envied it. Sometimes... I hated it.

I've lived alone in the forest for years. I've stitched wounds, guided the lost, buried more souls than I can count. And when they left, I never asked them to stay. I never needed them to.

Life has been cruel, but I've learned how to survive. I've learned how to stop hoping. And I truly believed this was enough that solitude would protect me.

Until the river brought him to me.

A man with blood on his skin, fire in his eyes, and a smile I didn't trust. He should've been just another passing soul.

But he stayed.

He built things I didn't ask for. He lit fires I didn't want. And somehow... he began to heal wounds I didn't know I still carried.

Maybe love doesn't knock. Maybe it falls from the sky, carried by winter rivers, wearing scars and the warmth I didn't believe in.

This is the story of the man I met... and the love I never thought I'd find.