How flippantly we all treat a secret love, like a joke, something cute, as if it's just a sweet little thing. But when we are the secret lover, we hold our breath with each word they speak, we long so desperately for their touch, even just brief, we could almost bleed we long for it so. And when they find a lover, we feel like a shadow, longing to be seen as real, until we finally learn we have nothing more to do than to fade away from their light. Infatuation??
with John Mel