He became a victim,
the victim became him.
She was lovely and smart,
she touched his heart,
she knew it right from the start,
Her paranoia made him apart,
apart of her fear,
so much for love my dear.

He shyed away from
showing affection,
knowing he'd be part of
the fear connection.
Showing love is one thing,
becoming apart of
fear brewing is another,
it's not worth the bother,
then again love is the sun,
should he retreat or run,
remains the question?

Questions should be answered,
the same as fear
should be addressed,
Questions are answered easier,
running is not a pleaser,
sometimes love is even a teaser.
So he decides to retreat,
one way to delete,
feeling like a victim.

OnepoetGem