Echoing retreat of my own footsteps
Are the only noises that are present,
As I run away far from your doorsteps.
How may I live with your hurtful intent,
When I have been falling apart from you?
You follow me down my means of escape.
I think of the pain, but the love is true.
But I run away, covered with a cape.
A cape to camouflage my angst and fear.
Every second I run away from you,
The thought of you pulls me back in, my dear.
For I am in a zealous lovesick flu.
The memories of us race through my mind.
As I go farther, the settings change place.
My feet seem to be running in rewind.
Rushing back into the your gentle embrace.
Our relationship has been in stasis,
But now it’s clear you are my oasis.
Mar 16, 2015
Mar 16, 2015 at 9:22 PM UTC
Echoing retreat of my own footsteps
Are the only noises that are present,
As I run away far from your doorsteps.
How may I live with your hurtful intent,
When I have been falling apart from you?
You follow me down my means of escape.
I think of the pain, but the love is true.
But I run away, covered with a cape.
A cape to camouflage my angst and fear.
Every second I run away from you,
The thought of you pulls me back in, my dear.
For I am in a zealous lovesick flu.
The memories of us race through my mind.
As I go farther, the settings change place.
My feet seem to be running in rewind.
Rushing back into the your gentle embrace.
Our relationship has been in stasis,
But now it’s clear you are my oasis.
