The light

There is a light inside my chest, I have seen it before.
But this light is elusive, and I like it.
It's warm, and cheerful,
quite a loving thing.

And I want to see it, once again,
I want to share it, once again.
Once again.

I want to redo my life,
I want this to be the first day,
I want to survive as a delicate flower,
No matter what, no matter when.