About Me
I know how you like to come home
To a plate of Grandma's cooking
And an extremely long nap
I can recall your favorite phrases
How well you did in each of your games
And I could name the songs
You tried singing along to
On cool evenings in the pizzeria
I know that on your fingers
There are nubs instead of nails
And I could tell your cologne apart from others
With my eyes closed
Or what you had for dinner three Thursdays ago
It just saddens me that
No matter how many wishes wasted
No matter what hints I make
No matter how hard I try
You do not know
Any of these things
About me
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