Sometimes I run
Sometimes I run through the street at night
The street lights flood cement grass, the skin scrapes from my feet
Only the burning gravel exists
And echoing footsteps


I run, I run, I run
Her slender silhouette consumes me
I breath, I breath, I breath
Her smooth skin, her smoldering eyes
I desire, I desire, I desire
Her hurricane hair, her waterfall eyes, her mountainous mind


I run until I burst, I run until I burst, I run until I burst
I want every moment of her, every word, every glance
I regret, I regret, I regret
My lungs tear out of my chest and flutter away


My footsteps beat and beat and beat
They are not mine, they are not hers
My tears fall down, down, down
They don’t exist, she doesn’t exist, I don’t exist
The footsteps fade into oblivion