I know* it when you're mad, I'll just look at you and try to understand everything because you're mood is already ******-up. I know what you like and dislike, I would just let you pick what you like and never argue on non sense things. I know it when you're happy, I can see it through your eyes, my favorite part, the way you look at me happily and how effortless you make me smile too. I know how much you love me, those 'I love you', when you're kissing me goodbye, late nightΒ Β talks and surprises makes my heart flutter everytime. I know it when you're sad, by just replying me late and whenever I'm asking what took you so long, you will tell me that you had a walk. I know what it means, when you're walking alone you are not feeling well and something's bothering you. But the thing that *I don't know, that I wished I didn't know.. You're going to leave me in the end. I wished not to know that part, I wished you did not let me know.