"You do know!" He's angry.

Fists clenched, jaw tight, eyes blazing.

He's never looked more beautiful.

We're at my apartment now,

He's pacing,

And telling me what he knows.

"I know why you don't date."

"I know why you can't always look at me."

"I know why you got drunk tonight."

"And I know why you called me."

He stops pacing and looks at me.

Eyes full of the hurt I caused.

"I know Bella,"

"So why, after all this time, are you still telling me you don't?"

And I'm stunned,

Because he knows,

He knows that I love him.