we all have habits
they make us who we are
they’re what makes us unique
the twirling of her hair
the nibbling of his nails
the tapping of their foot
you used to do this little thing
you’d touch the tip of your nose
in the peak of your amusement
you would fidget
usually with the hair tie at your wrist
you’d snap it constantly
you ran your fingers
through your hair
nervously working the nerves
sometimes when you were deep in thought
you’d chew on the inside of your cheek
i could always tell by the sour look on your face
and when you got embarrassed
you’d smile and bite your lip
and turn bright red
or how right before a performance
you’d thump a hand over your chest
a harmony to the heavy thudding of your heart
those were the things that made you you
the things you didn’t notice
the things nobody would unless they knew you
the way i knew you
knew
before everything changed
you’re still the same you, though
for the most part
people change, habits don’t
you still touch your nose when you laugh
you still snap your hair tie on your wrist
you still run your fingers through your hair
you still chew the inside of your cheek
you still bite your lip when you’re embarrassed
you still thump on your chest before a show
you’ve changed
but you’re still human
and humans are creatures of habit