Heart races as eyes meet--
gaze swiftly diverted.
Confusion--
anger inside.
Anger at myself.
It simply can't be true.
Watching.
Longing.
Hating.
Loving.
Heart filled with denial.
And again eye meet.
Familiar racing heart;
familiar churning insides;
familar hatred mixed with love.
No, no!
It can't be true!
Fear mixed with passion;
anger mixed with joy;
anguish mixed with bliss.
Longing for a love
unacceptable,
unexcusable...
misunderstood.
Not my choice,
but there all the same.
Denial tears me in two.
But the truth...
Yes, that damn truth...
always known;
always felt.
Eyes meet for a third time.
Hands brush.
Stomache churns.
Sickness and joy...
As HIS lips meet mine.
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