The Little Things

By Storm December

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It's the little things remembered most,

And that are held dear and close.

Like the way they brushed their hair,

Or the way they dressed themselves.

The way they watched you as you slept,

Whose eyes you met at morning's breath.

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The littlest thing they ever said,

To let you know that they cared.

The time you spent just you and them,

Alone together no more pretend.

The laugh that filled the empty sound,

Before their secret light went out.

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It's the little things you miss the most.

Like the way their safe arms,

Held you close.

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