I have a hidden love,
That I keep tucked away in the deepest parts of me,
In the deepest parts of my soul,
Is where you will find this one love.
I go to him when I am sad,
I go to him when I am disappointed,
I go to him when I am mad,
And most of all, I go to him when I am happy.
I think about him when I am done thinking all the other thinks,
For he is the one that drifts in,
Without me suspecting it,
He floats out from his deep hiding spot,
And I can’t help but smile at him.
Sometimes when he floats up from my soul to my heart,
It is so sudden and surprising,
That I am neither sad nor happy,
I just sit there and acknowledge him in all of his beauty.
However no matter how much I love my hidden love,
I keep him hidden,
I always tuck him away,
Back to his quiet corner in the depth of my soul.
I do not know why I keep him there,
He is so wonderful that I am afraid to tell anyone about my love,
Because I am sure he is too amazing for me.
No one seems to realize how amazing he is,
But me,
And I don’t know why no one recognizes it,
All I know is that my love for him is a tree,
It is growing.
But maybe it is the fact that people do recognize the amazing aspects of him,
Maybe I am afraid that he will not notice me,
Maybe that is why I keep him hidden,
In the deepest parts of me,
Down in my soul,
Until he drifts back into my heart.
I do not know many things about my hidden love,
All I know is this:
I have a hidden love,
Tucked away in the depths of me,
Where he rests in all his beauty,
And it is where he will stay,
Until I can finally say,
I love you.
Dec 2, 2016
Dec 2, 2016 at 11:25 AM UTC
I have a hidden love,
That I keep tucked away in the deepest parts of me,
In the deepest parts of my soul,
Is where you will find this one love.
I go to him when I am sad,
I go to him when I am disappointed,
I go to him when I am mad,
And most of all, I go to him when I am happy.
I think about him when I am done thinking all the other thinks,
For he is the one that drifts in,
Without me suspecting it,
He floats out from his deep hiding spot,
And I can’t help but smile at him.
Sometimes when he floats up from my soul to my heart,
It is so sudden and surprising,
That I am neither sad nor happy,
I just sit there and acknowledge him in all of his beauty.
However no matter how much I love my hidden love,
I keep him hidden,
I always tuck him away,
Back to his quiet corner in the depth of my soul.
I do not know why I keep him there,
He is so wonderful that I am afraid to tell anyone about my love,
Because I am sure he is too amazing for me.
No one seems to realize how amazing he is,
But me,
And I don’t know why no one recognizes it,
All I know is that my love for him is a tree,
It is growing.
But maybe it is the fact that people do recognize the amazing aspects of him,
Maybe I am afraid that he will not notice me,
Maybe that is why I keep him hidden,
In the deepest parts of me,
Down in my soul,
Until he drifts back into my heart.
I do not know many things about my hidden love,
All I know is this:
I have a hidden love,
Tucked away in the depths of me,
Where he rests in all his beauty,
And it is where he will stay,
Until I can finally say,
I love you.
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