That Little Thing I Do

I am the hangnail
That hangs up on your pants
Every time you delve into your pockets
Snags your shirt as you put it on
Cuts your nose as you pick it

I am the hard little thing in your sock
That is just there after an odd wash
Putting on a clean sock from the drawer
I'm that surprise when you put your foot down
But when you turn the sock inside out
I'm nowhere to be found
I vanish into the air

I'm your favorite television show
Cancelled due to lack of ratings
Millions of people watch me
But not enough
So away I go
Maybe to live on in fan fic and blogs
Or a wrap up movie if you're lucky

I'm that car behind you
With lights aimed just a little too high
Shining in your rear views so bright
Making you re aim all of them
For the relief of your sight

I'm the mysterious creak in your house
In the dead of the night
Making you think I'm a burglar
When you go to check me out
I creak somewhere else
Giggling to myself
As you run about
Stumbling in the dark

I'm that beautiful girl
That smiled at you once
Making you second guess yourself
Every time you think of me
What might have could have been
If only you'd taken a minute to talk

I'm that shy gentle boy
Who was so nice to you in school
When all you dated was hot jocks
When you thought you knew what you wanted
And now that you really know
You stalk me on Facebook

I'm that catch on your clothes
That kink in your step
That small joy in your life
That glare in your sight
That strange noise in the night
The pretty girl
The handsome boy

I nag at you
A little bit
Every day