I

I am the happiness

I spend

On a life full of relationships.

I am the loan

I borrowed

From a bank rich with emotions.

I am

The inventory

I stock, full of creation.

I am

The beginning

That ends, with lacunae and aspirations.

I am the silence

That speaks

In the alleys of forgotten conversations.

I am the shadow

That waits

For light to give it definition.

I am the breath

Unnoticed,

Yet holding the world within.