You are the most beautiful thing I have ever felt.
Somewhere out there, a star laughs for you – it sings praises to your soul and illuminates the sky so you know you aren’t alone.
Somewhere in the Universe someone is thinking of you, wishing for you. Even if they don’t know your name yet, they want you.
Somewhere champagne pops and pink-gold sweetness crosses someone’s lips. Bubbles rise, and then tickle a throat as they descend. They are happy.
A book closes, chapter after chapter complete. There is a pause. A quiet thump of completion. A brush of the cover.
A voice rises from quiet, releasing nervous words. There is a pause. An excited inhale of air charged with possibility. A smile that sounds louder than the pounding of your heart.
Things change, but you don’t always see it right away. That little happy star can still be seen long after it has faded. Words stay, the shape of them caught up in your ears. Light becomes yellow pink blue grey. Light becomes light.
Where you are now, can you feel your breath entering and leaving your body?