somehow he knew ever second of my day
every shape and curve i had to my name
the little spec outside the color of my eye
and the way my collarbones aligned
and he knew me from the outside within
he could tell you what was on my mind
exactly when id fall asleep at night
the perfect time to squeeze me while wrapped in his arms
he knew me
and the worst of all
he knew what would get me to break and fall
some certain words and id collapse aimlessly to the floor
he knew me in every inch and form
and somehow every little thing id done
he knew me well enough to know id fall
and he knew that enough that i wouldn't let go
that no matter what i'd love him after all