To run, from everything
Is never the answered.
It wasn’t the answer for me…
I chose it to be so,
It cost so much…
So much pain,
To both of us…
Running was never my answer,
What was I running from?
Was it you, or
Is there another reason for it?
Could you tell me,
Or could you tell me?
Why…
Why had I run?
So why…
Why did I run?
Was is my only
Choice to do,
To get away from you?
Were you the cause of my running?
Were you the reason I’m here now?
Or was I running…
From my own feelings
For you…?
