There are things I should know about you but I don’t, but frankly, my dear, does it matter?
I don’t know your zodiac sign,
and I wonder if the stars align
for us to be together
but I know how your eyes
can never tell lies
when you are happy, angry, or somber.
I don’t know the name of your mother and father,
or how many siblings you have if there are any
but I know you work harder
than all of your friends combined together
and love to spend time with your family.
I don’t know your favorite song,
book, movie, weather, or day
but I know how you’d like
to sleep in on weekends
and snooze that alarm
on a Sunday.
I don’t know you, my dear,
quite frankly I don’t you at all-
and yet somehow I know you
like how I should after all.