The Little Things

I won't tell you of the greater things;
you'll find them out yourself.
We've all learned where love and hate are,
and when to cherish what we have;
when to sit back and relax,
and which battles to choose.
I can tell you of the little things:
the relationships where your biggest fights
are where the salad cream belongs,
and the friends you haven't spoken to in years
but still call bests all the same.
I ask you to remember
that when the taxi costs too much,
the rain outside would make you more miserable.
Indulge the guilt of imported food,
just once, to celebrate your meaningless promotion,
and let yourself enjoy it
when your boss's attractive boss smiles at you,
even though he's married and you're gay.
Let yourself smile in the odd photograph,
despite your uneven teeth, and hold your ground
on who's paying the gas bill, even as you sway
for the life-and-death decisions.
Learn the little things from me,
and the rest of the world out there,
and don't worry about the rest.
You'll learn the greater things yourself,
even if just a moment before the end.