I find myself crying at night when the sun has gone to sleep and the stars are still hiding behind somber clouds. Not tears of my grief or my aching heart. Tears I shed for simply being reminded I am breathing. I am alive. I am happy. I am LIVING. I cry because the well of emotions inside of me has run out of room. I cry because my body has become too small for how much I feel. but I FEEL. The girl who was once a void has become a galaxy holding all that the world will allow her to feel. Filled to the Brim by a thousand stars that become proof the world didn't end when she was 13