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
