Knowing Me Poem by Eman Awad

Why isn't it great for you,
that greatest feeling i've ever felt?
Why couldn't you see through,
our story, nothing more than it's guilt?
Who am i to you and to your heart?
am i just some one you've loved before?
I know that in your play i took a part,
a small part but why couldn't you see more?
More of that love, i've truely felt,
increasing more every single day.
All the emotions that made me to melt,
all before you if you came in my way.
You've always been every thing to me,
and i made almost every thing to make you satisfied.
I wanted to be with you for eternity,
but all to be forgotten to those tears i've cried.
Thinking now if i should be with you,
forgive you and return to my favourite life.
I'd rather die than to be around you,
i've died already so it won't change my strife..
You never cared for how i feel,
and you never wanted to know what's in me.
I know it's for your heart is made of steel,
but that shouldn't have stopped you from,
knowing me...