Love Sick

I wrote this poem while I was going through the process of being cheated on.

A common cold is the least of my fears.
What's scary is the infection of dirty love.

You walk around looking for a host.
Searching for a prey.

Jump,
Prance,
Leap.

She doesn't run.
She's intrigued.

At first, you are dormant.
It isn't long before you take control.

Jump,
Prance,
Leap.

Another one,
You keep.