Little things matter


Little things matter

From a reckless smile to unconditional strangeness

Wasting time, thinking of you in little spaces

In my mind, I repeat. Little things matter.

No wonder you left, I was so boring.

Who wanted boring when life was on a silver platter

Who wanted distance when life was knocking at the door.

I was so boring, I put my conscience to sleep.

But little things matter. I keep reminding myself. Things that are close to me, reminders of something, someone

Miles between us will not reduce the affection, the love and now a tinge of bitterness

A perfect recipe for heartburn.

But little things matter.

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