You think that you know someone
And that they know you too
You make people believe it
But you act
Does he know my favorite color?
Does he know my favorite band?
Does he remember how old I am?
Does he enjoy talking to me?
Does he remember the color of my eyes?
Does he really care about our relationship?
Does he see me at all?
Does he know how much his words hurt?
Does he care?
Does he view me as something special or someone just there?
Because I know everything about him
I care about him
I remember everything about him
Including his words that sting
His lies
His dreams
His favorite band
When the time comes all he does is glance my way
Then snap his eyes back to what really matters