Panic

Shaking

Hands

Pounding

Heart

My palms

Begin to sweat

And my

Throat goes dry

I've just seen

That familiar

Figure walking by

Please

Stay away from me

Keep

One hundred

Feet back

I can't handle

The feelings

You give me

I think

I might explode

Be it

Pain

Or

Pleasure

I am feeling

I know it

Isn't right

And we need

To detach ourselves

From one another now

The need

To be loved

And to be wanted

Is strong

But my desire

To be happy

Is even stronger

My head

Keeps spinning

Round and round

I think

I might be

Sick

I won't dodge

Your questions

But I will

Outrun your love

I can't pretend

I wish you were mine

And I can't say for sure

I always will

But I guess

For now

I will always

Panic

When I see

You walking by

-GE