that feeling that starts in your heart
and makes your toes tingle
Maybe I’m in love,
But maybe this time it isn’t a boy.
What if we all dedicated ourselves to the world,
The way a wife dedicates herself to a husband.

A doll in the wind
A small body I control
Joy is radiating out of it
As I float through this temporary world.

This feeling,
love may be just the closest word.
But may be love just means
Truth.

It’s nothing and everything at the same time.
Nothing in the way that right now I’m just sitting in the middle seat in the back of a car going through traffic.
Everything in the way that I am everything and everywhere!

Being small is fun.
Having a body is so fun.
I am so free!

Free to play,
free to live,
free to think,
to write,
to act.

My thoughts keep coming in my mind.
I feel like I’ve never been more sure of who’s they are.
But without a doubt now I know.
I am here!

It’s the kind of feeling where you could shout,
“I love …”
You. Her. Him. It. That. All of it.
Maybe instead of loving a lover,
I can dedicate myself to loving this.
Loving nothing and everything at the same time.