Little Things Hurt The Most

I just burnt my finger with a glue gun and
somehow it reminded me of you
How something so little can hurt so bad
How something that seems so harmless
is so dangerous
Like how you left the phone first
When before neither one of us would want to leave
How you did not wait for me during lunch
When you couldn’t go anywhere without me
When all we can ever make is small talk
When we used to talk for hours upon hours about anything
What happened to us?
I guess I am the injured finger to your hot glue