to you
you know who you are
i wrote you a poem
on a napkin once
i wonder if it’s still
in your jacket’s pocket
i wonder what you’ll
think when winter comes
back around and you
find it casually when
you slip your hand
in because it’s cold
i wonder if you’ll
remember how warm
we were with our
starbucks, with your
arms around me
will you remember me
this winter?

i'll remember you
this winter