you don’t know

You don't know about the nights I spent

Listening to the songs you sent

You don't know how many times I played that song on repeat

Listening for something, waiting for the epiphany

I never told you about that

I would've been embarrassed 

That I cared enough

That I didn't understand

That I hated that song

But I'm not embarrassed anymore

Because the epiphany never came

And the song still sucks

And it's weird how the memories can make you feel small

But I was never small nor will I ever be

And I am not waiting anymore

kitchen sink

Your hands are in the sink

They are dirty in the tub

Your back is bending to pick up my mess

Your clothes sweaty in the sun

We are writing a lifetime of love letters

Lost down the kitchen sink drain 

Can you grab me a glass

Do you wanna split
Would you rather stay in
Do you want me to get you anything 

Let me read you this

Have you heard this song

Have you eaten since

I can drive

What do you want to do

The dishes are done

Do you need ibuprofen

Do you wanna watch

Do you want help

I’ll be there in

How was your day

And I am astounded 

At the weight of glory

At every little moment movement and phrase

At the crushing cumulative 

Weight of a lifetime of love letters

Lost and found down the kitchen sink drain