Little things

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    I don't understand myself. I get why i do the things i do. I peel back my surface and its a black hole. With self esteem lower than hell and doubts about trivial things. Things that wouldn't matter to the average person. But then again i guess i'm not your average person. So i'll try to be happy and enjoy the little things in life. Because people don't notice them until their gone.
    So ill list those things till the day i die. The fine details that i love because i'm the only one that cares to look at them. I love the way the sky gives me new colors to look at every morning and night. The dust in the air creating masterpieces. A deadly price that is worth every minute. Worth a millions dreams as it gives way to the first star. See-able by all and wished upon by millions. I love the way someones eyes can shatter into a million colors at once. All belonging to the same kingdom but unique in their own way. Emeralds and limes mixed with the sun. it shines brightly asking to be looked at. Hazelnut and fires wrapped up by the earth's soil. Warm eyes that smile on their own. Icy blue water with flecks of an ocean all over. Piercing colors that make it hard to look away.
    I love the happy moments that stain your walls with laughter and tears filled with joy. I love how when you walk the halls of a house you know that someone has been there. You know what has happened. The endless secrets whispered followed by giggling. Moments sweet like candy. Trivial things that make the world beautiful. Chocolate and gummies filling holidays and stitching together the seams of what could have been. Making those ideas a reality. Little words and talks that go late into the night.
    The little things that take care of you. The mannerisms, smiles and necklaces. Endless love letters never written, but said in a thousands different ways. The little things. That shine light onto your life. That help you through the stone walls of nightmares. That lift you up when you can't lift yourself. That give you the courage to say " i love you" that give you the courage to say "please stay,". The little things. Beautiful, beautiful things.

A/N- I'm trying to write longer since it was suggested by one of my friends. Also how did I write this??? I completely forgot that I wrote it, and I almost cried when I read it today.

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