I have already fallen in love with far too many postage stamps
When you appeared on my doorstep wearing nothing but a postcard promise
No, appear, is the wrong word.. 

is there a word for sucker punching someone in the heart?

Is there a word for when you’re sitting at a bottom of a rollercoaster
And you realise that the climb is coming 
and you know what the climb means
and you can already feel the flip in your stomach from the fall before you even moved

Is there a word for that?
There should be

You can only fit so many words in a postcard
Only so many in a phone call
Only so many into space
Before you forget that words are sometimes used for things other than filling emptiness

It’s hard to build a body out of words
I have tried
We  have both.. tried

Instead of ..holding your head to my chest
I tell you about the boy who lives downstairs from me
Who stays up all night long practicing his drumset
And neighbours have complained.. they have busy days tomorrow
But he keeps on thumping through the night
convinced, I think, that practise makes perfect

Instead of holding my hand
You tell me about the sandwich you ate for lunch today
How the pickles sit so perfectly with the lettuce
Practice does not make perfect
Practice makes permanent

Repeat the same mistakes over and over
You don’t get any closer to Carnegie Hall.. even I know that
Repeat the same mistakes over and over
You don’t get any closer
You never get any closer

Is there a word for the moment you win tug of war
When the weight gives
And all that extra rope comes hurtling towards you
How even though you’ve won 
You still wind up with muddy knees and burns on your hands

Is there a word for that
I wish there was

I want to say it
when we’re finally together on your couch
And neither one of us with anything left to say

Still now, I send letters into space
Hoping that some mail man somewhere will track you down
And recognise you from the description in my poems
And he will place a stack of them in your hands and tells you, 
“There is a girl who still writes you”
She doesn’t know.. how not to.