The one thing

That sickens me

About all this

Is your fear

Being translated into

Cowardice as though

Retreating is worse

Than running but

Taking two steps

Back away from

Me causes me

To stop to

Oh I don’t

Know wait or

Maybe follow or

Even maybe let

You go away

But when you

Run you know

That I can’t

Because it’s impossible

To run while

Holding my heart

Out in front