Run

Here we go again, I am running, running from the pain, running from everything that is good to me because I don’t think that I am good enough. I may deserve something, but what is it? Why is waiting so difficult? Especially when the person you like is sitting right in front of you. Bad mood or not, I love his style, I love his grace, but i hate the miserable look on his face. Its frustrating when you want to say something but you cant because all you want to do is run; run because fear consumes your body and all you can do is shake. A comfort zone is where you go, somewhere small so you can live inside your thoughts. That’s where you want to go, that’s where you want to stay, so you grab a flashlight and hide under your covers and live in those thoughts forever. Not only do you miss the people you lost, but you miss the people that you wish you can have and it makes you feel sick every time you leave them. Holding his hands is what you want to do, being comfortable in your own skin is where you want to be. Comfort is the key, comfort in his arms is a plus, being able to tell him everything that you have on your mind is what you want to do, seeing his blue eyes smile and always be happy is what you want because he knows you are the one that he wants, the one that he wants for a life time. Everyone has their problems, everyone has their fears, but you cant let your fears take over the fact that all you want to do is love. He wants it too, but he has the same fears as you, he knows it and you know it too.