The Little Things

Step on the floor, it makes the loudest whisper as it cracks under my feet. Walk outside, the bitterness in the air fills my lungs with the smug reality of the world. A man drives by with his windows rolled up and a cigarette in hand, his passenger is death and they're holding hands. An old couple sits across from me in the bus, having lived through the bests of times and it shows in their faces but for some reason it looks like they're just getting started on life...She smiles at me and makes my heart race, can't believe she's so beautiful, hope the moment lasts forever and doesn't pass me by like the second that just did and is now history. I want to grab it and beat the seconds down in my palm for going so fast! I'll hope to hit them as hard as possible to attempt and knock time back, even if only for a moment, it would be worth the fight. Now please, just stand still for me so I can snap this picture which will be worth, as they say, "more than a thousand words" with infinite adjectives to describe it, but then in return Ill say its priceless, because I'll be sure to create new ones if I ever run out of ways to express the beauties of the subtleties in my life. And that's just something no one can take away, and in retrospect thats what makes the little things in life, remarkably more memorable than anything else I can ever fathom.

Like I said, I'm not sure if I like it too much. Please, share your comments, and criticism because I'd really like to know.