The reasons we run

We ran from a goodbye,
so that we could escape the persecution of time.
When what we wanted wasn’t what we needed,
and everyday you ceaselessly took my breath away.
We said tomorrow would be better,
just to have a little hope for the day.
When you looked into my eyes,
and we felt the intimacy that doesn’t exist.
I knew that even when you were right next to me you’d be missed,
and so I prayed for another minute,
and we ran all the while.

-J.C.D.

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