How is It?

This pretty much describes how I'm currently feeling about my new relationship and those who are dear to me, but don't support my relationship.

How is it

That I'm afraid.

I want to hide you

I want to run

I want to stop.

But I can't--I won't.

That would be too selfish

As selfish as I've already been

This crosses the line.

My choice has been made

Under the eyes of those dear.

From that,

Hurt is felt by one and

Happiness is felt by another.

Still,

How is it

That I'm afraid.

The faces of loves that pass by

Their hidden thoughts.

Yet, when it's just you and I

There is no thought of others.

Time passes by.

The sun dances across the sky

Raindrops are a gift of joy

And snowflakes are the silent carriers of our love.

We may be young

And this may all be a hoax, but

There is no lie

What we feel is true.

Your chance given to me

A chance I welcome and embrace

A chance I will not give up.

And how is it

That I'm afraid?

Of these wonderful feelings you bring out 

Of admitting these feelings that I have

Of lying to myself and others.

I must relax.

I will learn.

Author's Note

I feel that the poem skips around a bit. Please do tell me your interpretation of this poem.