Unit

Happiness is the smallest unit of life

Without happiness, what is it all for.

Smallest.

Happiness isn't money

It isn't even family

The more complex life shapes up to be

The more confusing it becomes

Complexity and fear is unhappiness

They are the scar tissue that holds together the pieces of fragile happiness.

A family is good, strong module to life, but the definition of such a large idea is twisted with expectations

Happiness is never expected

It is shared, earned, and often forgotten

It is invisible until your eyes close

It is a breath with freesh air

A hug from a human

A giggle of a child

Happiness is seeing all and thinking none

Enjoying a parent's support, seeing their connection to you, without ever looking at where the threads begin or end

A moment is the closest thing to a unit of happiness.

It is worthless to the second

Too infinite for a life

But just finite enough to tie yourself to reality.