Deep in the center of my being is light, a light that is love, a warmth that wants to love.
In my mind lies the desire to be loved, to feel it from somewhere outside of myself.
But the truth is that I will never feel love from somewhere else, the only love I will know, that I will feel, is the love that is already within me.
When I allow myself to love, to go deep within, to release the barriers I have built to protect me from loving, there is an explosion inside my chest too big for words.
Sometimes I feel so much it seems as though my human form cannot contain it.
Tears flood my eyes spilling onto my cheeks, and with each salty droplet of joy, I thank my creator for it all.
I am not thankful for someone loving me… I am thankful for the love that I already am.