The softest, brightest glow…

You know it kinda makes me think…

Maybe… even back then—years before your light would even begin to shine so brightly into my life…

Even as I was still desperately searching—
seeking that one thing that would finally make me visible…
make me desired.

Me.
All of me.
Not some truncated version—
but all of me.
Loved. Accepted. Adored.

And now, decades later…

Maybe—just maybe—

It turns out I can be.
That I am.

I just needed a shift in perspective.
To open my eyes just a bit wider.

To look outside the box I'd let myself be put in.

Because now?

Now I know I am.
I feel it every single day—down to my bones.

And I never even had to hunt down a falling star.

Just had to take a glance down the street…

To the soft, bright glow I found waiting there.
Eyes wide open.
A chest full of love,
needing a home.

Maybe, babe. Maybe.

Either way, though…

You got me.
You get me.

You always do.

Love you,
Me.