Who Am I

There exists a moment in time, when the whirlwind around this reality ceases to be. This moment is when the lines of what 'should be' fade into the threads of connectivity.
Who are you? A lover, a friend, an ex, sister, a family member, a teacher, a student...? Who you are no longer matters here, in this moment, nothing is everything turned upside down and the threads of connection vibrate brighter.
What I want is not in accordance with the laws of the universe. What I need no longer registers on the scale of priorities. Who I am is all I see, Who I truly Am is what reflects back from the mirror.
Under the light of energy saving bulbs, through the blackness of the eye is the space between truth and perception.

Who am I?

I am you.