on the run

On the run

Im afraid of love so I stay on the run hiding from myself and what could be something worth wild...

Change continues to grow with every moment I spend with her but seconds of loneliness creeps in and the thought of running seems to be my only option..

A marathon of thoughts and feelings obstructed by the need to feel...seems to fuel my innermost thoughts of being happy and loved..

Tomorrow isn't a day we are promised but I made a promise to try to stop running and to walk by her side to a place we can call home...

Caught in her web of love. I really believe that this could be the one..my tiresome journey is over and I will run no more....