It's the little things...

...that matter. But only if the big things are right. Without the big things, the little things are well, just things. Beguiling. Captivating. Enthralling. Like wisps of lions mane swept away on a breath. It's easy to lose yourself in their charms, and sometimes, the big things aren't enough to hold it together without the little things. But only sometimes. The little things can seem big when they fill your heart, but the vacuum left by bigger stuff can never really be erased. And when the little things go... all that's left is an aching emptiness like a gaping hole.
That's why I want it all. The big things, the little things and all the medium sized things as well. Everything.