Every time I look at Mom's gentle, warm smile, I can't suppress the emotions welling up deep inside my chest. I've realized it now—this feeling, this must be love. Overpowered by impulses beyond reason, my feelings for Mom have become uncontrollable. Is this love, or is it desire?... But maybe that doesn't matter anymore. Holding Mom in my arms, I confirm the trembling emotions deep within my heart. This, I believe, is my truth.