My pulse quickens,
My breath shortens,
My eyes are focused on my goal,
My goal is you.
I come closer,
You walk away.
I scream your name,
and you turn away.
What is it that made your love go away?
Did I push you away?
Or had it always been this way?
Was I just a game for you to play?
You tell me you love me,
then you walk away.
I don’t know whether to follow you or to stay away.
I don’t know why you don’t love me anymore,
so please tell me why.
This poem was written/submitted by Joyce McNeal.