The sparkle in his eye.
The glowing light in her smile.
The satisfied knowing life works out somehow.
What is it?
How can it be achieved?
Simply by being me?
Who am I?
What is me?
A version of a very happy dream.
Someone who loves.
Who tries to be her, everywhere.
Someone who would rather
Observe than be in front.
Someone who wants to laugh,
Someone who has the sparkle,
Who might forget it once in a while.
Someone who is here, right now.
Love and blessings, 💕 Carrie