What happens to that feeling?
When I made it to the top of the mountain.
When he made my heart flutter.
When my dog brings a smile to my face.
When the sunshine warms my cheeks.
Does it just disappear?
We were there, and then we’re gone.
We were there, and then we’re gone.
We left the moment, and the way it made us feel…
I just can’t believe that.
Surely, that feeling stays with us.
Finding a place to cuddle up inside of us,
Next to all of the other feelings.
Feelings that we can reflect back to,
Maybe unknowingly.
Maybe we are made up of
All of those feelings.
Nestled in,
Always with us.
Growing as we grow,
Through all of our days.
