Situationshit

Am I to settle
for whatever this is?
But I’d rather have it
than nothing...
I guess.
I’ll pretend I’m fine with it —
while secretly wishing,
but never admitting,
biding my time
in silence,
fighting my instincts.
Luckily,
I’m so gifted
at dismissing
my emotions
as if they never existed
that he’ll never notice
the difference.
So I’ll hold it in.
Nana's Poetry
Poet, Writer