You Know And Still Poem by Shawn Marie Edmiston

You know me.
You know me better
Than almost anyone
Maybe everyone,
So why are you surprised
When I act this way?
You know.
You know the shortness
Of my attention span,
You know how fast
I grow cold
When warmth is not delivered,
Regularly to my soul.
You know my love,
(or whatever it is called
In my case) ,
Doesn’t change for you
Just because my head
Turns for a few
Cycles of la lune.
You know.
You know and yet,
You welcome me back,
Again
Again.