We met on a playground
You challenged me to a race,
I won
The next day
You challenged me again
I still beat you
And that became our thing
Slowly by slowly,
You got faster
And before I knew it,
It was me that was chasing you
At first,
It was
Easily,
Happily,
Healthily
But before I knew it,
It was with everything I had
No matter how much my body wanted to give in
And my mind wanted to stop
I risked everything just to be with you
For some reason
I thought you would slow down
Or at least look for me
The way I always looked for you,
But you didn’t
It was gradual,
So I should have seen it coming,
How each time your stride got longer
And you legs moved quicker
But I was so in love with the beginning
That I stopped thinking about the present and the future
And hoped that we could live in the past
Now we pass each other everyday
You look right through me
I always look back
Hoping you’ll turn around
Because I’m done chasing you,
Or so I say
But I guess that’s wishful thinking
Deep down,
I know
That chasing is for the playground,
A place that we’ve outgrown
Aug 23, 2020
Aug 23, 2020 at 3:12 AM UTC
We met on a playground
You challenged me to a race,
I won
The next day
You challenged me again
I still beat you
And that became our thing
Slowly by slowly,
You got faster
And before I knew it,
It was me that was chasing you
At first,
It was
Easily,
Happily,
Healthily
But before I knew it,
It was with everything I had
No matter how much my body wanted to give in
And my mind wanted to stop
I risked everything just to be with you
For some reason
I thought you would slow down
Or at least look for me
The way I always looked for you,
But you didn’t
It was gradual,
So I should have seen it coming,
How each time your stride got longer
And you legs moved quicker
But I was so in love with the beginning
That I stopped thinking about the present and the future
And hoped that we could live in the past
Now we pass each other everyday
You look right through me
I always look back
Hoping you’ll turn around
Because I’m done chasing you,
Or so I say
But I guess that’s wishful thinking
Deep down,
I know
That chasing is for the playground,
A place that we’ve outgrown