It happens every time
Still I double back again
Still I reach for the phantom
End up touching my own skin

It happens every time
First the silence, then the doubt
Then the feeling I’m consumed
And start searching for an out

It happens every time
When I’m pressed to press in to
I turn my face and look away
Choosing, wrongly, what to do

It happens every time
That the urge to run envelops
And I’m strapping on my shoes
Well before the thought develops

It happens every time
And every time you stay right there
Your concern is more than for my heart
You don‘t want to see me scared.