I would have been a better person,
If I'd never met you.
A twisted element-
tinkering with my reason.
Sometimes I wish,
our paths didn't cross.
That led to a mistaken familiarity.

Hate would have done justice.
Ignorance did the most harm.
The hurt - changed the person.
Because it's the not knowing,
That keeps your pulse pounding!

Head hurts thinking of all the ways,
Things might have gone otherwise.
It's your own minds creation,
To the other all is but unknown.

What really happened?
What dawned?
How did I cease to exist
In your thoughts?
Was it fate or was I disillusioned ?

It's the ignorance -
that hurt the most.
It's the not knowing!
Your thoughts for me.
Did they never exist?
Why? When? How?
Stop ! Stop now!

Plenty scenarios I imagine,
I could be that person,
I never would have changed.
But do you ever think ,
Ignorance was a good solution?

What do you think?
It's the not knowing,
That destroys the calm and sense.
If only- a blank canvas of possibilities,
The hope that pulls my insides out.

I wish I had never met you.
If you'd always been the unknown,
A different person, I would have grown.
How would I be then?
It's the not knowing that kills!