Stalker

You followed me everywhere

In silence

I pretended not to care

Until one day

I went into the street

Threw my heart

Under the feet

Of heavy boots and unpolished shoes

Rushing to nowhere

Ready to bare the pain

I was instead amused

By the seriousness of people's endeavours

Liberating it was to know

I could throw my heart under a hurtling bus

Stand by and watch

What's the fuss?

We do it to ourselves all the time

Sure

We take time out

Now and again

To protest

Perhaps shout

Then carry on...

Today

I allow myself to crumble

Holding on to nothing

Face you

My dear stalker

And declare

Hello!