I don't always share.
I like thinking that whatever feeling a song,
a piece of art,
a memory,
a hike alone in the woods,
a solo late night dance party,
a sip of coffee,
the sun on my naked skin
gives me is...just for me.
Those things that make my heart beat faster
and feel vibrant are
only felt and understood by the soul
embedded in only me.
It's okay to be lost in my own head,
I'm the only one who knows me
the way I know me.
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