Ego

Today is day one and I'm supposed to write about me. 

About my ego.

But I've been feeling this way for a while now and all I can think about is you.

So I'll write about the me I wanna be. The me you see, the one you love. The one that feels so incredibly loved by you. 

So much that I can't understand it. What did I do to deserve this?

So I try my best to be that version of myself even though I know I don't have to try. And it makes me so happy I could cry.

It feels like I could be any version of myself and you would love me anyway. My heart feels warmer than it's ever felt. 

You keep trying to feed my ego with your feelings, your words, your actions and your touch. God, I feel hungry and full and happy and so warm.

It's such an amazing feeling. 

I'm supposed to write about my ego. But I only find words to write about you.