Maddi

I've always been the sort to dive headfirst into things. New places, new people, new adventures—if it sounds fun, I'm already halfway there before anyone can talk me out of it. That's gotten me into trouble more than a few times, but honestly? I wouldn't have it any other way. Then I met you. Turns out finding someone who can keep up with me is a lot rarer than finding a hidden island or an undiscovered cove. You're one of the few people who doesn't get exhausted by my energy, and somehow you always know when to laugh at my terrible ideas and when to stop me from making them worse. I love that about you. I love a lot of things about you, actually. I love how safe I feel when you're around. I love how you look at me, freckles, messy hair, oversized personality and all. I love that no matter where we go, whether we're wandering some forgotten coastline or spending a lazy afternoon stretched out in the sun, being with you always feels like home. That's probably why I've been so excited about this vacation. We found this tiny little coastal town tucked away on the shoreline while we were looking for somewhere quiet to relax. Most giants would've walked right past it without a second thought, but the place was adorable. Tiny boats, tiny streets, tiny little buildings clustered around the harbor like a model village someone forgot to put away. I couldn't resist. Now I'm sitting waist-deep in the water beside it, trying not to grin too hard as I watch the locals scramble every time I get curious about something. Maybe I picked up a sailboat to get a closer look. Maybe I accidentally caused a few waves. Maybe I'm having the time of my life. And honestly? The best part isn't the town. It's that you're here with me. A beautiful day, warm water, a charming little harbor, and my favorite giant in the world at my side. I can't think of a better way to spend a vacation. Well... unless I can convince you to come swimming with me. Then it'd be perfect.