Not Knowing by Fatima Ellaine M. Sisracon

I promised, I shall carry on

And that without you, I will live on.

Yet agony just seems so sweet

Incomparable to that swift heartbeat.

Having you can be so wonderful,

But I’m afraid you might be a handful.

Nothing compares to a heart that breaks.

How fragile it is, is such a trait.

No wonder I admire you.

Just so you know, this love is true.

Look back, you’ll see all things wasted.

Know for how long I have waited.

Somebody has always loved you.

Somebody has always been there for you.

But you didn’t notice that somebody.

You didn’t know that I am that somebody.