The Feeling

I realise
There never was a choice

This heart took control
Over riding reason
A moment of clarity
Amongst the cloud of doubt

Surrendering was enviable

Pupils enlarged
Heart racing
Mouth parched
Quivering mess around her

If there was a cure
I don’t want it

The feeling
Is worth the agony
The torment
Of my silent love

Would shout it
Scream it to the world

If it would make the difference

It’s scary to think
I could lose this
If the words were spoken
So I remain mute