I love dancing when I’m alone.
I love when my soul
bleeds into ink on paper.
I love crying under the covers,
letting my spirit stretch and breathe.
I love the sound
of my own feet
moving across the floor.
I love when music
breaks the walls
and makes me feel free.
And I want to celebrate
how far I’ve come
even if no one is there.
Because it will be special to me
even if I do it alone.
It will live in my heart.
May 12
May 12, 2026 at 3:00 PM UTC
I love dancing when I’m alone.
I love when my soul
bleeds into ink on paper.
I love crying under the covers,
letting my spirit stretch and breathe.
I love the sound
of my own feet
moving across the floor.
I love when music
breaks the walls
and makes me feel free.
And I want to celebrate
how far I’ve come
even if no one is there.
Because it will be special to me
even if I do it alone.
It will live in my heart.
“Because it will be special to me even if I do it alone.”
