POV: You found your Jack 🚢❤️ #Titanic #Romance

It’s that one second of trust—the whole world seems to hold its breath. Just the sound of wind, waves, the warmth of another heartbeat pressed so close. Eyes closed, we step together, fingers woven over the worn railing, the universe falling away behind us.

"You trust me?" I hear the words, gentle and charged, as golden light floods my skin. I nod: yes—yes, I do. Arms outstretched, the ocean yawns wide, setting sun painting fire along the edge of the sky. The air is wild here, almost sparkling. My heart hammers, but I open my eyes.

For a moment, we’re weightless—flying. Everything else blurs: just laughter, wind, the thrill of not knowing what comes next. Over the horizon, under the last light of day, time stops for us. Maybe that's what forever feels like—a ship’s bow, a promise, a love that feels bigger than the sky.

If you've ever believed in jumping, in trusting, in letting go just to see if you can soar—this is your sign. Tag the person you'd fly with. 🌅❤️