
Alice Godber
The Little Things
It’s the little things I miss about you
The sound of Bejeweled Blitz or Candy Crush coming from your office
The smell of your aftershave
The dip in the sofa where you used to sit
Your smile
The way your lip would curl when you lied
It’s the little things I miss about you
Our arguments
Our jokes
Your love
The way you would repeat songs over and over and over
Until we begged you to find something new
The list goes on
It’s not just the little things
I wish you were still here
By Alice Godber