1.30.25 // "I don't know if she is happy"

You'll never have to wonder if I’m happy.
It’ll be obvious, even without words.

On Tuesday nights, I’ll dance through the house​- 
no rhythm, no structure, just movement.
I’ll throw myself into it, not caring
how it looks, just feeling the moment,
letting everything else slip away.

My smile will never leave my lips.
It’ll stay there, not because I’m forcing it,
but because I’m so completely in the moment,
there’s nothing else to feel but joy.

The brightness in my eyes won’t fade.
It’ll stay steady, unwavering,
because I’m exactly where I want to be,
doing exactly what feels right.

You’ll know exactly how I’m feeling,
because my emotions are never hidden.
I wear them on my sleeves,
open and unguarded,
like everything else in my life,
nothing left unsaid, nothing left concealed.

So when you see me dancing,
when you see that smile,
when you catch the light in my eyes,
you’ll never have to ask.
You’ll know.