I am the reason you have 18 different smiles,
one for when he walks into the room.
I am every penny you’ve ever wished on,
the sacred silence that stands between you and a sunset,
the tingle you feel when you fit perfectly in the nook of someone’s left arm.
I am the laugher at 3am on the kitchen floor with your best friends,
the reason you choose sunflowers over tulips,
the rhythm of rain that plays the soundtrack to your perfect Sunday morning.
I am the the tears that stain your satin pillow,
the fire in your belly when you speak your truth,
the sigh your soul gives when you feel alone and someone grabs your hand and says, “Hey, me too.”
I am the only thing that breaks
just to get bigger.
I am your heart,
and I am here to make you feel something.