Capable of

I love the feeling of heartfulness.

The kind of feeling where you know how much you’re capable of.

Capable of caring and of loving.

You know how limitless you can get and how much of yourself you can let go for it.

But will I do that for everyone I meet along the way? No. Not unless I feel it returned.

Will I give that all to myself? Maybe one day.

For now, I just love knowing how much I’m capable of.