The Runner

There was happiness. So much fucking happiness.

But, then there was also that constant underlying turmoil.

Because, even when I tried my hardest to ignore it.

I always felt you leaving before you were even gone.

Lots of women know when they love a runner and they try to make you stay anyway.

But, you see, I loved you too much to chain you .. to slow you down.

I put up a fight to keep you and I’ll never regret that.

But my heart knew I couldn’t. It knew it every day.

Because, no matter how completely happy I made you.

A runner will always find or create a reason to keep his feet moving.

And, I know in the end, I was right because you couldn’t make yourself stay.

LL~

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