42. Drifting around

It's hard
to define
what
happiness is
to me
if you ask
out
of the blue

I could
go through
metaphysical
attempts
in explaining
the why or whens
but I
would get
completely
lost
in you

Since I've
been coming
to find
that
death is
only
a feeling
inside

And happiness
an idea
although
there's always
a chance
that my mind
is tricking me

There is
no doubt
that
given
a moment
the image
of you
when
my fingers
interlaced
with
your hair
behind
your ears
while
holding
your neck
as I watched
you
smiling
at me

is the
simplest
way
to describe
what
happiness
might be