My favorite language
I always wanted to know the why behind the strain in your eyes.
I’ve always wanted to hear beyond the lump in your voice when it begins to shake.
When I feel you, I want to feel you. I want to FEEL you.
Your truth isn’t too heavy. Every bit of it is needed.
For the world.
For the entirety of the universe.
My favorite language is your unfiltered truth, what is it?