It's the little things

It's true what they say

It's the little things you miss

The way you smiled 

when I was being silly

The way you balanced on one leg 

when you cooked

The way you moaned 

when my lips touched your neck

I am also reminded of the way you made me feel

How I laughed 

when you sang your silly songs

How I felt 

when you held me in your arms

How I shivered 

when your hands travelled down my back

But I also have to remind myself of the bad things

Making me feel alone 

when you ignored me for days

Making me cry for hours 

when you met with your ex 

Making me feel worthless 

when you "jokingly" called me 

a second choice