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.