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Hide Your Love

By Shasta

There she is. Oh, let me correct that. There they are. I can't go anywhere on this ship, as big as it is, without seeing them together. I just wanted to come to Ten-Forward for a quiet drink, maybe to relax for a while, and there they are.

It's too late to turn back now, Deanna saw me when I passed through the doors. So, here I stand at the bar. Standing here, head in hand. Yeah, life is good. Especially with a huge hole in your gut.

She just caught me looking in their direction. Quickly, I turn my face to the wall. I'm not sure why. I know Deanna can feel what's going on inside me.

I can't believe that it took something like this for me to realize what a fool I've been. I could've tried so much harder to change things. She's my life, and right now, she's across the room sitting with Worf. If she's gone, I can't go on. I can't breathe. She has to know that I've been feeling two foot small since this whole ordeal started.

I try to catch another glimpse of Deanna. She looks lovely tonight. My eyes wander across the room, and I notice the looks that the others are giving me. Everywhere I go, people stare. I see them, and feel their eyes on my back, talking about how I've let something so precious fall right out of my hands. In my mind, I can see them laugh at me. I can almost hear them say, taunting me, "Hey, you've got to hide your love away!"

This is ridiculous. I have to leave this place. How can I even try to pretend like nothing's going on? Sitting my glass on the bar, I turn to leave. It seems that I can never win where Deanna is involved.

As I walk back to my quarters, I think about today. Being around them on the Bridge is bad enough, but hearing them, and seeing them in my free time is driving me nuts. Especially in the state I'm in.

I remember a time not too long ago that Deanna and I talked about getting back together. Not so much the conversation, but the feeling of total loss that came with her statement to me. How could she say to me, "Love will find a way?" After all we've been through, I still wish . . .

Oh, hell, life goes on, and so should I. I turn back, and go to the holodeck instead. I may as well work off some of this frustration.

As the program begins, several Klingons gather around me. Before they have time to react, I jump right into the middle of them, yelling, "Yeah, all you clowns, come and get it!"

I don't care if I do come out a bloody pulp. I'm sure that Beverly already has a bed in sickbay waiting for me.

Let me hear you say -- Hey! You've got to hide your love away.


You've Got to Hide Your Love Away

Here I stand, head in hand
Turn my face to the wall
If she's gone, I can't go on
Feeling two foot small
Everywhere, people stare
each and every day
I can see them laugh at me
And I hear them say

Hey you've got to hide your love away
Hey you've got to hide your love away

How can I even try?
I can never win
Hearing them, seeing them
in the state I'm in
How could she say to me
"Love will find a way?"
Gather 'round all you clowns
Let me hear you say

Hey you've got to hide your love away
Hey you've got to hide your love away