My Golden Shimmering Mirage

I ran away!
Whenever you get close,
Whenever I hear your whispers,
I suddenly realize,
That you are way too close,
Way too near,
I ran far, far away!

Whenever my senses are to implode,
To awaken me enough from my denial,
To once again surge me into the real world,
I ran away!
Faster than the speed of light,
At a speed I could ever muster,
I ran in despair.

I, the coward, little thing-
Ran for my life,
For my golden shimmering mirage,
Which I cannot grasp or contend,
But watch- obliviously,
As a third, uninvolved person,
Apart from it,
Far away I stand.
And whenever I or you get close,
I ran far, far away!