I know that you know

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April 12, 2025 at 9:38 AMv4

I know that you know I lied
But you smiled like you were tired

I know that you know I tried
But we both kept one foot outside

You left your sweater on purpose,
Third drawer, underneath the fake perfume.
I touched it like it might explode.
Like memory was made of fumes.
I didn't call. You didn't ask.
We both sat still in different rooms.
That’s how it ends. Not with a bang—
Just a spoon dropped in a quiet afternoon.

I know that you know I lied
But you smiled like you were tired

I know that you know I tried
But we both kept one foot outside

If I wrote it all down
Would you tear out the page?
Would you read it in bed?
Would you laugh? Would you rage?
Or would you say nothing at all
Like the silence we married
When we left that café
Like it carried our names
But never our shame

I know that you know I lied
But you smiled like you were tired

I know that you know I tried
But your hands stayed uninspired

You still haunt the songs I don’t finish.
The voice I rehearse when I’m honest.
And that’s the part I’ll never show—
The you that knew I’d never go.

I know that you know I lied But you smiled like you were tired I know that you know I tried But we both kept one foot outside You left your sweater on purpose, Third drawer, underneath the fake perfume. I touched it like it might explode. Like memory was made of fumes. I didn't call. You didn't ask. We both sat still in different rooms. That’s how it ends. Not with a bang— Just a spoon dropped in a quiet afternoon. I know that you know I lied But you smiled like you were tired I know that you know I tried But we both kept one foot outside If I wrote it all down Would you tear out the page? Would you read it in bed? Would you laugh? Would you rage? Or would you say nothing at all Like the silence we married When we left that café Like it carried our names But never our shame I know that you know I lied But you smiled like you were tired I know that you know I tried But your hands stayed uninspired You still haunt the songs I don’t finish. The voice I rehearse when I’m honest. And that’s the part I’ll never show— The you that knew I’d never go.