He Always Knows

He always knows
what im thinking
what i mean
when i dont say
exactly
what i mean
but he still knows
he understands
but he pretends
in that cute way
that he has no idea
what im talking about
watches me struggle
to explain
stumble over words
franticly
wave my hands
trying to say
what i mean
and then he laughs
that laugh of his
the one
that makes it impossible
to not smile right along
with him
and says what i was struggeling for
effortlessly
rubbing in
that i cant do it
then he hugs me
laughing at the fact
that he knew what i ment
by thingy
and watchamacallit
beacuse
he always
knows

Reviews

[melissa]

Great poem love it