You Don't Know

 

You don’t know how the scar on my right hand curves around my knuckle

 

You don’t know how I like my face caressed

 

You don’t know how I play with my rings when I am bored or nervous

 

You don’t know how when my hair is straight I play with it constantly but when it is curly I don’t even really touch it

 

You don’t know how I sing in the car to and from work no matter what my mood is

 

You don’t know how I scrunch up my nose when I am feeling cute

 

You don’t know how I wear my glasses when I am not feeling confident

 

You don’t know how I prefer wearing boxers and a t-shirt to bed

 

You don’t know how I like to have my bed near a window so I can see the moon at night

 

You don’t know how I always use my middle initial because it signifies the person I have become

 

You don’t know how I dream about

Reviews

[Patient Poet (Yos)]

I LOVE IT! .... so beautiful and Honest .... the kind of simple unique poems which I love to read .... maybe you missed the word "You" to end this one ... or maybe you didnt xx