Lost in Translation

This poem can go either way. For me its a mix of general love life and me being bisexual.

Many feelings have come and gone in my heart
Over the years and months
I've yearned on these touches
Little moments have shown its existence
Leaving me wary to the unknown
Unknown to the buried knowledge I've had
But it hurts me so
To accept and learn of what I know now
Hurt to where I am confused
If these feelings are real
Are they true enough?
Are they a beginning to a new chapter in my life?
Yet, I get sad when others like me are happy
To watch blossom into something beautiful
When would I let that be my turn?