I used to think love was a myth—a beautiful invention of poets and novelists, a tale woven to give people something to cling to. I read about it in stories and heard about it in songs, convinced it was a fleeting illusion, something that faded like ink on a page over time. But then he came along. With dark hair like midnight and eyes the color of warm, rich earth, like a place you could lose yourself in. I didn’t know what it meant to feel drawn to someone, like gravity itself was pulling me closer, until him. He didn’t need to say anything grand or poetic; he just had to exist. With every look, every laugh, he showed me that love wasn’t just real, it was inevitable. That love could be as simple as a heartbeat and as breathtaking as the sunrise after a long, dark night. I realized that he wasn’t just someone I admired from afar—he was my own brown-eyed Hiccup, my anchor, my muse. Someone once asked me what it felt like to love. I didn’t have an answer then, but now I do: it feels like him. @Francesco I love you. . #fraems #hiccuphaddock #hiccuphaddockedit #howtotrainyourdragon #howtotrainyourdragonedit #httydedit #httyd #racetotheedge #rtte #astridhofferson #astridhoffersonedit #hiccstrid #viral #fyp @Fraems 🍹 @httyd_editss @Ayse ❦