It was always the little things with her It was the small jokes they shared that made her fall It was the constant smiles she got that made her try harder It was the hot chocolate in the mornings that made her get up It was the slow distance appearing between the people she loved It was the small pushes that made her fall down It was the black and blues that were never too big to notice It was the way they slowly but surely disappeared It was the constant hi’s even though they were gone It was always the little things

That’s why It was the little things that put her on the edge And pushed her off.