Nana's PoetryComment

Situationshit

Nana's PoetryComment
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.

Poet, Writer