I Caught Your Act

I caught your act!
And it was superb!
And I won't tell!
I promise.

I saw the fear behind the smile.
I noticed when you left a while.
When you came back, I heard the laugh,
to pretend for us you hadn't left.
When you felt wronged I saw the glare,
the anguish in that intent stare.
When you felt right I saw the gleam,
that signaled return of your esteem.

As I watched you perform,
I wondered if this was the norm.
And what I wondered silently,...
was my act as obvious to thee?