What's Left After All is Stripped Away?

Are you she?  Are you he?

I said, “No.  I am me”.

Who is “me?”

Love.  Just love.

And the tears flowed.

I’m just love.

There’s nothing else here.

We’re all together, especially my twin flame and me.

He’s not a he or a she, either.

We’re just together and we feel so amazing swimming in each other!

I feel complete, now!

Ohhh, I missed you!

More tears flow.

We were always here like this, but I forgot.

I wanted to forget

So I could come here and feel this like it’s new again.

There are no words to try and come up with.

We don’t have to talk about it or try to describe it.

We are just love feeling love and we don’t have to come up with ideas.

There’s nothing to do.

This is not a place.

There is nowhere to be.

We’re just here.  We just exist.

We’re just being and enjoying it.

There is nothing I need to do or plan.

There is no body to operate or be in or with or next to;

I’m just the emotion of love.

There’s nothing to see.

There is sound and it’s like tones.  It’s beautiful music without instruments.  Soft natural tones that make light when they ring.  It’s us!!  We’re the sound of light.

We don’t talk about it.

We don’t expect anything.

We need nothing.

We have nowhere to be and nothing to go do.

We’re just here together.

We are just love.

I wish I had words to talk about it more, but it’s not about coming up with words; it’s only feeling and being and it’s all I want.