What Do I Know?

What do I know?
I know fear; I know loneliness I know pain.
I know if I don’t do something soon I’ll go insane.
I know about sadness; I know about the guilt
I feel for the things I never said to you.
I know I should have said good bye,
I would have if I knew you would die.

I know that I sit and cry,
I think about you as the tears burn at the
backs of my eyes.
I know I wonder about you, about what
you were thinking on the day,
your life was taken away?
I know the love you gave me was
free and unconditional,
But was our attraction purely physical?

They said it was wrong; I thought it was too.
Now I know love is right!
Your gone now and all I have are
thoughts of you in my head every night.