A Piece of poetry

Infected

This has infected me with the first sight.
Don't know if I regret about it and don't know how you are.
I don't think it's a coincidence.
But I'm afraid I've lost my confidence.

I'm bleeding,
When you try to forget.
I'm here,
And you will not come back.
It won't heal me,
But you continue to play.
What does it feel like
When you're a prey?

I want to hug you and feel your smell.
But you're so far from me, and there's no way.
I have to hide this even from you.
And I don't know how you are, but I love...