small things
its the small things that get to me
holding my hand when i least expect it
the touches i don't reach for
the kisses i don't ask for
holding me because you want to
not because you have to
its the small things
that send the extra shiver
down my spine
it might not appear to mean that much
or to matter at all
but when i miss you,
its the small things that keep me going
the small things that make me think of you
and how much i really do love you
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