I do not know much about love.
But I do know I could feel it.
To think that it would be planned
  on a man I did not know,
  or a man who doesn't know me,
knowing that there is such a distance between us.
But there was a man I did know.
But I did not know it would be him
to which I could feel this love.

You now that somebody?
Who walks into a room and everybody knows?

You know that someone?
Who always has a smile?

You know that person?
Who is always up for an adventure?

You know those beings?
Where all they want is a better world?

You know that somebody? Someone? Person? Beings?
I know them.

But you know that feeling?
When now all you can say is that you knew them.

Be grateful to say
We were proud to have known them.

we shall not leave this world alive
as we’ll discover at the end of our life

yet even though we know all that
we still cannot imagine being not

The horror of not knowing
is killing the inside
of me, of her, of him
maybe of you

We, all of us have at least once in our lives imagined whats next
We, all of us have followed a schedule so we'd know whats next

The horror of knowing
is very specific
is truely full of adrenalin
it kicks me right in the chest

None of us would enjoy the full experience of knowing everything
None of us can be in the power of knowing everything

We all have doubts, hopes, dreams, sorrows, speciel moments.
Sometimes those doubts, hopes, dreams, sorrows and speciel moments
won't live up till your expectations.
Then you'll have to remember that it wouldn't be a gift, to know everything or not to know anything.

We are after all only ourselves, and we should live in this, our, moment of time. nothing and no one should mix in and make us think towards the future or the past.

We shouldn't hesitate into information. Rethink and if you truly visualize yourself in happiness with the information the go get it, otherwise don't.

Another love story of mine, I wanted to know everything, every little **** thing of affairs that happened, had happened or would happen.
Well long story short, that relationship didn't work out.

Knowing he will never hold me like that again.
Knowing it's possibly the very end.

Knowing he kissed me and left me alone.
Knowing that I am now on my own.

Knowing how easy it was for him to just up and leave.
Knowing how hard it was for me to even breathe.

Knowing is the true power that can conquer all.
But knowing he's gone will be my greatest downfall.