a secret.

a fading memory

a walk outside

a stolen moment

a shine on the eye

a hand on my back

a feel of his lips against mine

a word of regret

a world of guilt

a link too strong to resist

a closeness so long denied

the looks, the eyes. a cricked smile. the touch of his hand.

this feeling i can't get out of my mind.

the act, the hiding. and anyone knows.

so, so many levels of wrong.

don't speak. don't breath. don't move. just hide.

(part of me wants to shout out loud)

don't do absolutely anything about it. we just can't.