Little Things

A smile , a flower made of paper and a ring

It's same for you what you say and what you think,

Your coat hung on the empty chair as I walked in that place

or how your forehead creased when you saw sick,

A little note on the bedside and a sweet surprise at 2 in the morning

When I fail at the test of life, you're little frown you know I'll give you a warning,

A heat rushing my cheek when I found you beside the mess

I say am stressed the look on your face say you're obsessed

A little rub on the back of my hand light as a feather

I am feeling cold then I felt myself covered up in your cozy sweater