I ran as fast as i could, not knowing where or towards what…I ran away from you, I ran away from the me you bring out when you’re around.
Fighting with my tears, my legs starting to give in, i stopped and dropped down. I could hear your voice, it was calling in the distance, but not saying anything…not having what to say. My heavy breath calmed down, and my tears rushed down my red cheeks like a angry waterfall.
The dark night shattered my vision and the cold wind hugged my burning body. It is my time to scream.
Can’t you see what you’re doing to me? Look at what you make of me!! You make my knees week and my heart bleed…I’m becoming one of those people I always despised for their weak character; the ones who led themselves be taken up with hopes and dreams, and then fall once the dream is over; they fall hard and look for pity. I never offer it to them…never expect it from them. Now I’m on the verge of becoming one of them. A pathetic little creature, driven by emotion and broken by empty words.
You put your finger on my heart, and the minute you took it, it froze. It’s sealed, never to be touched again.
You made me angry at myself…i let you.
A last request…stop running, stop touching, stop breathing down my neck and letting me feel your hot breath….it melts me.
You make me weak…you drain me, but never to the end.
I’m exhausted.
