To hold him close is the greatest joy,
and the greatest sin
since you know that this love
could never be and
you feel damned
for ever wanting it so.
Until he holds your hand,
kisses your cheek,
whispers the words,
you need to hear.
Then,
this sin,
turns into a blessing,
until,
he stabs your back,
stabs your heart,
and this blessing is now a curse.
The one who loves you is the hardest to find