Hey you know
I can't remember
your major
all the time
And I occasionally
get our anniversary
mixed up
And I can't remember
your underwear size
(was I supposed to?)
And you know
I can't dance
And I don't remember
exactly the first
time we made love
But
I do remember
every little thing
about the night we met
the music that was playing
the couch
the go go boots
the feet
the smile on your face
and the way you looked
in that shirt
And do you remember
the drunk jazz singer
and the snoring
and the first time
I was yours?
And you know,
I don't mind all
the stuff I don't
always remember
because I do
remember
the feel of your skin
and the way you
smiled at me
like you had been
waiting
for
me