I’m tired of running away from you
I’m tired of hiding from you
I’m out of breath and out of places to hide
I tried my best to avoid you
But I ran a little too far
And while I was looking behind trying to gauge the distance between us
You were miles in front of me
Waiting…
At last I meet you
How ever much I liked life
I guess I couldn’t go on like that forever
So I meet you
I accept you.
You don’t make me happy
But I guess I have to live with being miserable
Reality: YOU SUCK!
I like it. Makes sense.Enough said
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