The Little Things

August 18, 2011
By kristin.ann BRONZE, Drummond Island, Michigan
kristin.ann BRONZE, Drummond Island, Michigan
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You talk way too much
I laugh way too loud
Your jokes are obscene
My thoughts insane
I hate the way you lie
You hate what I yearn for

It's the little things
People seem to see
The things you notice
In a human being

I love it when you're happy
The way you put your arm around me
Beg me to go just to get a moment alone
All your stories you tell
How you embrace me at night
And hold my hand tight

It's easier to breathe
Without so much worry in reach
Is the best way to see

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