all my bones are begging

She loves them all, loves them in different ways, loves them in a way that makes her palms sweat and her tummy flip, loves them in a way that feels like warmth, like some kind of happiness, like that intangible thing that she's been searching for all this time, all her life, this thing that she remembers from a time Before. She never thought she'd experience this, never thought she'd experience so much of it at once, never thought her life would be made complete by these women, never thought that anything could ever end up like this.