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Little Things

by si24erra

She whispered, "I just miss the little things. The stuff that seems unimportant until you realize it's all that matters. Like the way he'd pull you in when he was half asleep or the way he said he loved the way you looked in that dress. So, no, BIG things aren't a BIG deal, but the small things, they can mean the entire world."
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