the little things.

it seems to always be
the little things
that break my heart the most.

the little things
that no one else
ever takes notice of.

and in that i am alone
inherently and entirely alone
with all the little things
that add up to big things
and sooner or later
become
everything.

Reviews

[Twilight]

This sounds like a woman who pays attention to life's finer details, an interesting theme to write about. Even so, the closing lines seemed slightly muddled, or a little rushed? Even so, the overall meanings in this piece are quite clear. And, thoughtfully expressed.....

[Bob]

It's the little things that set what we miss as something important; anyone can give us a hug, but they cannot hug us the way someone else could. That's why we miss it, the small differences. Nice write.