Its the Little Things
When the little things no longer matters...
When the little things are lost...
Forgotten and misplaced...
Left on a shelf like a book that is unread for days...
It no longer has it smile...
It no longer carries a taste...
When the little things are gone…
There's nothing too replace...
It leaves an empty void...
Searching for what has been lost...
To bring back that joy…
The happiness it cost...
When the little things are forgotten...
There's nothing to feed the soul...
The love slowly fades away...
For without the little things...
We’re not whole...
When the little things get replace...
It's slowly forgotten...
For The value it once hold...
Destroyed and Demolished...
When the little things are no longer value to you...
The prized possession it hold is no longer of use...
So if you carrying today a love that true...
Value the time... Value the effort...
And remember the glue that holds you two...
For it not the big things that keeps you close...
It the little things that you create together that is cherish the most...
Like the times you spend to make each other laugh…
From the romantic midnight walks…
To the late night phone talks…
Like picnic together in the park… and
The time you put in to steal each other hearts…
From a bedroom massage or an afternoon foot rub...
Like splashing each other in the shower or
Running each other a bubble bath in the tub…
Knowing when each other had a bad day...
And the moments you listen…
From the moment you take each other breath away...
From making one feel loved or Just creating a safe place…
Like making each other feel protected…
Or playfully invading each other space
By accepting one another as there are without fear...
Flaws…. and all...
Just because you want to be near...
From loving one another just for who they are...
You see their beauty...
You see the star...
By wanting to make them smile no matters the cost...
See it the little things... that matters the most...
Like hearing your heart skip beats when you want to hear their voice...
From starring at your phone...
Just to see if they called...
Unable to sleep because you can only think of them...
The feelings… This feeling is unreal…
Knowing this love...
It’s unable to match nothing above...
For it’s the little things...
Whispers… Little things...
It's those things we should hold close…
Because if we’re not careful…
It’s the little things that are easily lost...
And with such great value
It carries a huge cost...
So again... I repeat... as I close...
Hold on to the little things...
Hold on to them close...
Value the time...
Value the effort...
And remember the glue that holds you two...
For it not the big things that keeps you close...
But the little things you share and created together that matters the most...
Copyright © Kimberly Johnson | Year Posted 2018
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