Small Big Thing
All I need is love.
In any form, I'll take it.
My mom's warm hugs.
A stranger's smile.
My sister's nonstop talking.
My friends' night phone calls.
The dark-skinned boy with headphones and a recordable laugh.
In thoughts. In smiles. In words. In hugs. In laughs. In hand-holds.
It can appear and disappear in an instant.
It makes my head spin and my face grin.
I can't imagine a life without this big thing that is hidden in so many little things.
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