I am sorry.

I am sorry that I can’t tell you how happy I feel.

It’s.

It’s, eh.

I can’t.

Whatever words come up, even the grandest of them, just pale in comparison with the experience.

They just lack the aliveness.

It’s like catching love in a fortune cookie.

Or trying to explain what it feels like to hold your baby.

Describing the first kiss.

Words, words, words.

Wordswordswordswordswords.

Heaven.

Divine.

Magic.

Conscious.

Elated.

Happy.

JOY.

Nah.

So utterly incapable, and powerless, really.

So far away.

So not, it.

Instead, just look at my face.

Look.

It’s a happy face.

No words needed.

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