In between coffee
In between rants
In between money
In between pants
None of it matters anymore
In between breaths
gasps
sighs
In between love
life
friendship (and betrayal of course)
Little moments
That no longer matter
In between food
And the parties
And religion
And in between mental illness
And labels
And stereotypes
In between each
Are insignificant, barely remembered memories
But within
An amalgamation of significant things
But I never remember those
Just the in betweens
Never the withins
The insignificants bother me endless
The significants are invisible
Why do we pay attention
To what’s insignificant so much?
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