you don't know that i write poems
i never told you
its been five months
and you don't know anything about me really
you don't know that I've been in love
you don't know my troubles
or how i conquered them
you don't know what saved me
you don't know what i value
or my favourite food
or that my favourite colour is pastel green
you don't even know my middle name
or the reason why its my middle name
you don't know my siblings names
or how my mom died
you don't know my best friends
or what i want to be
you don't my deepest thoughts
or what i love to do on my own
you don't know about me
or my health
or how all i really want is a family
and how i want to name my daughter melody
or why
you don't know that i took skating lessons
and swimming lessons
and soccer
and drums
and dance
or how i used to play the recorder and i hated every second of it
you don't know that i used to write stories as a kid
or how i used to paint my troubles away
you don't know my passions
my wants
my needs
my feelings and thoughts
you don't know what music i listen to
or the way i like my coffee
you don't know the little things that make me
me
you don't know me
and its been five months
that we've been together
if you don't know those things by now
then you won't ever get to know everything about me
because you don't care enough to ask
or pay attention to detail
and i can't be with someone
who doesn't want to be with someone they know
im not sorry though
nor do i feel bad
i just feel like a lot of time has been wasted
and i owe it to myself to make the most out of life
because life really is too short to spend it on someone who won't be there in the end