It's the Little Things
It's the little things,
I miss the most.
It's the memories that
Haunt me like a ghost.
It was looking at you and
Seeing that smile.
You had this way of making
Things, worthwhile.
It was you taking my
Hand when we walked.
It was the flash in your
Eyes when we talked.
It was the quiet way
You moved.
It's the way your
In the groove.
It's your projects
Scattered about.
It's the love
I'm without.
It's the look you have
When you sleep.
It's that smile when
You buy it cheap.
It was lying next to you,
Feeling you breathe.
It's 100% Satisfaction
Guaranteed.
It’s the way you said,
I love you, Debbie.
It’s the little things that
Make the heart so heavy.
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