Witness.

You are a witness to this.
There's a pain and an ache here.

My veins are pushing at my skin,
And beads of sweat appear on the bridge of your nose.
But not to be deterred,
We continue, like a dance.

Constant avoidance, eyes that dart away,
Poles that cannot touch.

I know you, and I know you know it,
But I know you know I know you won't admit it,
But I don't need you to say it aloud,
And I'll continue to deny it.