You'll Never Know Poem by John Florio

As far as I know, it's quite different,
From some days, I had ago;
How much do I suffer at the present,
Really you won't ever know.

I did fall in love with you as you did,
Nurtured it as garden seeds;
For me, you are as innocent as a kid,
And tried to fulfill your needs.

How pleasant those days were then,
When we cared each other;
You robbed me of happiness when,
You left me to burn as ember.

I'm not so happy as you think, baby,
No matter however hard I try;
With aching pain, my heart's heavy,
I think my eyes will never dry.