collisions

it's in the tiny,
the minutiae.

in the seemingly insignificant
detail,
that thing you do
without a thought,
that small thing
that makes me smile.

that's all
we really are,
a bundle
of small things.

i remember you
  as a series of details,
  short stories,
  poems unwritten
  but still collected.

encounters
experiences
collisions in time

better make them count