I'm
r u n n i n g
from my thoughts.
and my breathing is uneven.
I wish I could just collapse,
I don't want to have to think of you.
I've began to run from you too,
though you chase after me,
and I often loose.
I know I should've given you up
a long time ago.
but honey you're like cigarettes,
I consumed you once;
and now I'm addicted .
(this sucks ass sorry )
