Im in the details

It seems recently you've wanted to know who I was
Who I am, and who I may someday be...
There's not a description I could give, a sentence I could use to sum me up. Not all of me.
I simply ask then that you watch, observe, search seek and simply find
Me
In the details
I'm in the details
The daily, inadequate, diminutive, minutiae that seems so small but holds more water than the mother's vases held oil
Even smaller, smaller still the acute, the microscopic and miniscule, slight and stunted, teensy tiny circumstantially common seemingly inconsequential
smaller
Smaller still
there
I'm right there
But so big and grandiose I can't be avoided or maneuvered
Right there. I'm in the details

I'm in the nuts and bolts, the technically sound specifications that keep your structure standing.
The meat and potatoes in your five course meal.
There
That's me
Medium rare but not too too pink
There.

In science I'm the element, engineering the component, music the staff, the eighteenth note the holds the rhythm that seems simply cacophonic on the surface but is oh so necessary to holding your ears captive
I'm the pauses in your sentence. The natural breathes you take when leaving a message, between your exhale and your inhale when you say your name
Right ...
There...
I'm the particular peculiarity that perceives such minor points
I'm your portion

The aphorism, the edict, pronouncement and opinion, the diction, the dictum, the decision, the paragraph and sentence but not the story. The summary that sums me up is the period that should probably be a comma but works as a semicolon. The parenthetical peice of the passage you might could.skip. but who's absence reduces the emphasis or depth of the entire statement (if you pick up what I'm putting down) like the song of your life, the nitty gritty, by you (feat. Me)
I'm the thing you say that goes without saying But you said anyway.
Just because

I'm there
I'm here
I'm in the details

Daily.

Waiting for you
to stop
Observe.search. seek.and simply find

Me

In the details

i miss you

I've gotta change the ring on my alarm, because every time I wake up I'm reminded how much I love you and the lights remind me you're not there.
I miss you like tides miss the shore like sponges turned dish miss the ocean floor like hood turned suburbia miss the corner store like fat kids love cake,
Wait that's wrong, that's how much I love you, like fat kids love cake, eat it, then can't have more.
I miss you.
I miss you like trees miss their leaves in fall. I'm cold.
I miss you like bears miss sleep in spring. I'm told.
I miss you like the sky misses the moon at noon like birds miss the south in June
Like people seem to miss Michael, gone to soon like butterflies miss their cocoon like vidal misses sassoon...I think...or something like that
Well like lions miss that baboon like that kid when I popped his balloon!
Wait that's wrong,that was taken from him...I mean like that kid when he LOST his balloon ...
I miss you.
I miss you like homeless miss there homes.
I'm heartless.
Like bees in search of nectar miss their combs.
No solace
Like sharks without clients miss their loans
No purpose.
Like teenagers on punishment miss their phones.
I'm silenced.
I miss you like fish miss their bones, wait that's wrong
That's how much I need you, like fish need their bones, get caught, and are de-boned...you know, for eating
they miss life really.
I miss you like a grown woman misses Barbie like shrimp miss the barbie
like an arrow in the quiver misses its bow like a loose ponytail misses its bow like knees miss each other when they bow like a violin requires a bow
Wait that's wrong, that's how much I require you like a violin requires it's bow...without you I'm a ukulele
I miss you like a princess misses her knight like a vampire misses night
Like the emperor misses his clothes like fresh air with the windows closed
like grandkids miss their grandfather's tales like pitbulls miss their tails
Like Israel missed the Presence like you miss my presents
Like nouns miss their do like grass misses the dew
In a neverending heatwave reaching heat cat 5 red warning high humidity high heat index. Just plain dry.
I miss you like sailors miss the sea like the blind want to see
Wait that's wrong, that's how much I want you, like the blind want to see and by some miracle get the ability then miss their heightened sense of smell.
I miss you like wars missed envoys like soldiers miss convoys like grown men miss toys like priests miss little--wait that's wrong
there's no fixing that one...
I didn't cry when I left physically but I cried when you left emotionally

I miss you
Like crazy
Even though you're still here

recycle.reduce.reuse

"Losing the war"

My brain keeps trying to reason with my heart but my heart can't make logical sense of the argument, feeling attacked and berated evoking a bewildered and belligerent response of love and hate Drawing a thin line in the sand and declaring war on my mind.
Leaving me hopelessly...
in love...
with you...
Even though I tell myself you're gonna do it again you dont care or feel the same you're gonna hurt me more.
My brain thinks its won battles...
It hasn't...
And its far from winning any war...
Mindlessly reacting brainlessly acting on your every whim moving and shaking jumping higher than you've asked yet again. I know Better than to let myself be used but I feel like I love the idea of somehow being useful to you.

You're using me..YOU'RE using me...you're using ME...
::sigh:: i know...
but it's okay..
.just... please...
Please...don't throw me away...