I don't know what I was running from, but I knew who I ran into. I was tired of living for someone else, abiding by the rules to appease someone else. Freshly single, I thought I was turning things around until an unsuspecting someone crashed those plans. And what does it do? It fuels me with rage, rage I didn't know was built up. And it's only the beginning of something disastrous, just lighting fuels to an already built fire.