Invisible

Love in its first stages

He’s
behind.
I’m
in
front.

Hiding
my
face.

Keep walking, Jacki.

Don’t look back.

After all, it’s as Father says

Love
will
only
bring
me
grief.

So, I won’t risk even a glimpse
behind
because I’ve realised the
butterflies
could turn into love.

Something that I’ve been
forbidden
to even think about.

Plus,
he can’t see
my face
this way.