When I Thought I Knew You

Talking to him was like looking at the sun.
I couldn't quite look at him straight in the eyes
but when I did, it was well worth the blaze that rushed through my bones.
When he reflected my smile
or laughed along with me,
he felt so warm and genuine.
Like only I mattered in that second.
Even if its not true, he had a real good way of convincing me that I was important
by the way he said goodbye,
like instead he really meant
"I'll see you again soon."