Sometimes I forget how well you know me,
knowing when I am sad just by a change in my shoulders,
knowing when I am angry just by the way I clench my hands,
knowing I am stressed when I start fidgeting.
Sometimes I forget how well you know me.
Sometimes I forget,
how you can just read me,
like a book,
You can't put down.
Or maybe it's just because I wear my heart on my sleeve,
like I always have.