Running for the Hills

Ribbon flowing in the air,

The deep blue threads in her hair.

Tingling sensation in her toes,

Running for the hills is where she goes.

Don't look back, no time to stop,

Time to be heading for the top.

She sees her loved one, waiting there,

He seems to be the only one that cares.

Time stopping, heart pounding,

She's counting, waiting on it.

A gust of wind hits,

Toppling her downhill

As her loved one disappears.

Gotta get back up, fighting through tears.

Getting up only to fall,

Crawling, calling, giving it her all.

Dragging herself to the top

Only to give him the key to her heart.
♠ ♠ ♠
This is one of my poems that usually come up within me. It's not my best work, but it is still good.