I walk outside, it's forty degrees and the grass is twinkling like your eyes do.
I stretch and sigh and feel tears ***** my eyes, the same tears that I had when I put an end to this.
So, I ran. I ran and I ran.
I ran like I was Jesse Owens and I ran like I was drunk and  I ran like I needed to be drunk.
I stopped and I cried and I sighed and I loved.
I don't love you anymore, Madison, but I did at one point.

I stopped like I stopped running and  stopped caring and stopped drinking to get rid of your smile burned into my eyes.

I met someone new, Madison, I met someone else and I'm happy now.
I'm happy without you, Madison.
I don't need to get drunk and I don't need to run.