I have always taken notice to the small things, as I have always thought that they were the things that make up life. It's the small things that are overlooked, and often forgotten, and majority of the time, no one cares enough to even notice. Some would say that I care too much about those things, or that I pay too much attention to detail. Its true; I do pay alot of attention to the details of everything, but I don't personally think that it's a bad thing to do.
I notice how things change over time; the color fades, paint chips, stains, and simply things just age. I guess that I never figured that the one thing I cherished would change, or fade in areas. I feel like the jewels are mearly slipping away in the spaces between my fingers. Although, what I do have left is still beautiful, just starting to tarnish.
I enjoyed and still do, all the little things about this, and they are no longer there for me to enjoy. I don't know what happened to them, or why they left. Nor, how to get them back.
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