Afterthought Poem by bein myself

Im not sure if i was better off without knowing love
than to truly understand the risk involved
I had heard people talk about heartbreak and stuff
the thought of that pain would hit my innocence and dissolve

ive never known such happiness
ive never known such despair
never understood how glorious
never understood how unfair

After my first love
ignorance is bliss
for i crave for a love
forever gone but i miss