You feel it in your chest,
Like warm tea or coffee,
Like a rainy morning,
Or an old book.
Like a cozy blanket,
Or a long needed hug.
Like crying during a movie
Because it's just that sad.
Like a kiss on the cheek,
Like a sweet summer's eve,
Or your feet in the grass.
And it comes in bursts and color,
Brighter than the sun,
Calmer than the stars.
And you finally feel complete.
