It's the little things that matter the most.
The way dew slides off of fresh spring flowers in the dawn

(the same way tears spring from the deep pools of my eyes.)

It's the way the sun shines against the colorful clouds of sunset

(the same way you shine against my heart.)

It's the way birds sing to their lovers in the morn

(the same way I sing to you.)

It's the way skipping rocks break the surface of the stillest pond

(the same way my heart breaks each time you look my way.)

It's those simple things in life that really matter.
When I look at it that way, things don't seem quite as painful.