Novel & Cerita We're Simply Meant To Be

"What does it mean to just live?" "It means we get to be in the garden without thinking about systemic change," he says. "It means we get to drink coffee without thinking about our next book. It means we get to exist without constantly doing." He pulls me close. "It means we get to sit on this bench with you and remember where I came from and understand how far I've come," he continues. "It means we get to be grateful for what we've built without needing to build anything else." We stay at the park as night falls completely.

But those are tomorrow’s battles. Today belongs to us. And as the pack house hums with laughter behind us, as the two men bound to my soul sit beside me, and as the children drift into dreams safe beneath our protection, I know the truth deep in my bones. We were never meant to be perfect. We were meant to survive. And we did.

With everything we'd survived and everything we'd built and everything we were still becoming. We were home. We were whole. We were happy. We were exactly where we were meant to be. THE END

Not as warning. As witness. As hope. Because in the end, we weren’t meant to control the world. We were meant to become part of its song. And now, it sings. Not perfectly.

Letting everything we had been through settle into something softer. Something real. Because tonight was not just about how far we could go. It was about the fact that we were here. Together. And that was enough.

"What does that mean? We'll see?" It means this isn't ending. This is beginning. You've balanced us. Created synthesis. Established controlled connection. Now you maintain it. Forever. Through everything. That's your burden. Your purpose. Your permanent obligation. I'm part of you now. You're part of me. We're partnered. Balanced. United. Can you sustain this? Can your bonds support this? Can your love endure this? We'll discover together. Through eternity. Through every challenge. Through perpetual tension that might destroy you or might prove divine design really is sufficient for impossibility.

"You three must be tired of playing the boring role of my brothers and taking care of me. Go and roam in the jungle that's what your life should be..." "No... We are fine, human life is tiresome but we can do anything for you..." Silas replied, mouth full of meat. "That's what I don't want... I have created you that doesn't mean I own you. You have your life and I want you to enjoy it. You are not bounded to me..." Their eyes sparkled. "I know you want to run around the whole forest Leonardo... What are you waiting for..." She chuckled. Leo scratched the back of his neck awkwardly.

Except everything we've been through. Except everything we're becoming. Except everything we have. Except everything we deserve. Except everything we're going to be.

And it was enough. For now. For today. For this moment. It was enough. And that was all we needed. One day at a time. One choice at a time. One breath at a time. Living. Finally, really, truly living. Together. Always together. No matter what came next.

"You're a housewife in your thirties. You haven't worked in a decade. Do you really want to end up begging on the street? Everyone knows that even if every couple in the world got divorced, you'd never leave me. Besides, isn't this what you wanted? For me to have a child? "Go see Lily. I want some time alone with Sylvia."