In this moment.
I have a feeling in my chest.
Overwhelming, but contained.
It’s like spring is blossoming inside of me.
Only I don’t know why.
There isn’t a particular reason.
But does there have to be?
Can’t a girl just be happy BECAUSE?
It makes me feel beautiful only nothing has changed on the outside.
I’ll take the overwhelming, contained inside.
I’ll take it any day.