I find it a relief when the opportunity to run from my problems comes my way. In fact, I've gone quite good at it. When I first told you about my feelings, I ran away. When you told me you were leaving I ran, not away, but to clear my busy mind from all those horrid thoughts. I run when something inside of me starts to ignite. I don't run to get away from my problems, I run to find the peace it provides. I run to find the answer to where I'm going. My mind relaxes when there's no evident destination, there's no need to think about where I'm going instead, I run letting it take me somewhere. I may have ran away in the past, but try me now, I won't budge once I get somewhere. I'm not running away, love, I'm trying to find my home because it sure as hell wasn't you.
YOU ARE READING
He's gone
Thơ ca[Completed] Someone leaves you, all the good memories play over and over in your head till it's too much. Every emotion you feel gets too much. Like you want to scream them out and I just wrote them down.
