Hiding

The feeling I hide

Torturing me inside

Spending time thinking

Losing sleep sometimes

I think of him, out of nowhere

Why? Silly!  I should stop, I told myself.

We share different beliefs.

But this feeling, I keep to myself.

This feeling I am hiding,

This feeling I can’t even accept.

This feeling I am now freeing.

Days go by, I haven’t seen him

So here I am writing

Maybe I miss him.