Home in Him

they called it marriage.
but really, it was a deal -
forced, fragile, and built on everything but love.

she was the storm - wild, untamed, impossible to hold.
he was the calm - patient, steady, too kind for his own heart.
they lived under one roof,
two souls colliding in the quiet cruelty of fate.

she pushed, he stayed.
she yelled, he listened.
and somehow, between all the thunder and silence,
they began to build something like peace -
something like home.

but when the world finally unchained them,
freedom came dressed as loss.
the contract ended, and so did the comfort.
and she realized -
he wasn't just the calm.
he was hers.

because love, when it's real,
doesn't need a contract to cage it.
it just needs a heartbeat brave enough to stay
even when the storm has passed.