Sudden banging on my front door woke me up.
I felt it in my fingertips, then in my lips.
I knew it was you.
I really thought the chase was over.
I'm sure I lost you back then.
But, I guess, I'm still on the run.
it's almost been 5 years, I thought I've recovered from my depression already. My relapse felt like I'm being chased again.