i'm for you

hey you,

whistling through the kitchen window at me in my pj's

i know that whistle

it's belonged to me for nearly a decade

hey you,

remember that weekend playing spoons and sledding

you know that wipeout

was totally on purpose and i still wanna spill with you

hey you,

slamming that basketball under the parking lot light

i know that footwork

you can't dance until you're on some kind of court

hey you,

remember those little boys you taught to hack

you know you loved it

that was one of the ways you grabbed me

hey you,

loving on your family with all your might

i know you're tired

your true self shows when you're worn and it's good

hey you,

remember that first kiss in front of, like, everyone

you know it was awkward

a lot of our love has been that way but we're learning

hey you,

i'm for you.