"I wish I was a photograph / you carried like a future in your back pocket"

    I was finding something on facebook, when I decided to look through old photographs. There's something strangely nostalgic about looking at moments captured out of your past. I'm really happy with the person I am now, but also long for that person I was. That specific moment in time, with all those specific people, with all those specific feelings. Sometimes, you want to tell someone, I wish we were as close again. That I miss being that close to someone, being that close to you. I wish to be that person in your life you could share all those small things, irritating and lovely, that make up a day. That I would know why you are feeling this way, right now, so specifically, because I know your yesterday, the day before yesterday, and all the days before.

   At the start, when people drift, they lose the small things first. But, they take heart that they will always have the big things. Not knowing that the big things were always anchored by the small things. Sometimes, I see something and am instantly reminded of you. I smile to myself, and file it away. But, perhaps, that was my little bird, my little window, to tell you, hey, today, I thought of you.