My heart has two sides, four chambers, and four valves. It pumps iron, oxygen, platelets, cells, and toxins.
It's built to bleed.
My body has twenty digits, two arms, two legs. It has a pair of eyes, nostrils, ears, lips, but only one mouth.
It's built to sense.
I come with one stomach, one liver, but two kidneys? I could give one away if need be. I have all the things that make a human a human. Do I have all the things that make a human a person?
I have thoughts, feelings, emotion.
I have wants and needs.
I have Desires.
I have doubt, I have skepticism.
I have FEARS.
I have cares, I have worries, I have insecurities.
I have a mind to speak. Sshhhh!!!
And a brain to keep as quiet as possible…
Is that human?
I… w a s t e.
I've smelled siren's souls unscathed.
I've elegantly euthanized eternal emotion.
I've tossed tyranny topside and retired.
Are those the things that make a person?
I laugh, play, smile, and think.
I clean, pray, drool, and drink.
Then cry, sleep, wake, and dream.
Then wonder, where is my team?
Does that make a person human? To wonder!
What is it? Is it the love? Is it the connection? Is it the consideration? Is it, the touch? I've felt all of those things. And lost. Does that personify what it means to be human?
I've never felt more like a human, like a person, than I have with you.
Sharing a mind. With you.
Sharing a body. With you.
Sharing a soul. With you.
Sharing. With you.
I'm human. With you.
A person with you.
Happy to be in need of you.