it was today i realized
how much i despise
discussing my feelings
that in my heart reside
the thought of
sharing how i feel about you
to other people
disgusts me
and i hardly doubt that
they would understand
that i like you,
but i don't want you to be my man
but at the same time...
i'm not sure if i even understand
my own
feelings
so how could i possibly
explain it to someone else?
i don't wear my conflict
like a belt
instead i hide it
and shove it away like
a forgotten book
upon a shelf
and sometimes i'd like to
just pretend it doesn't exist
but at the back of my mind
it does
and it always will
BINABASA MO ANG
on infatuation.
Poetrya series of short poems about a guy i'm not sure whether or not i like.
