I want to run away
Say you’ll come
I want to be okay
Let’s just run
We will never look back
We can leave our pain behind
Let the past stay in the past
I’ll be yours; you’ll be mine
I’m just going to leave. But I can’t help wanting someone to come with me.
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Beautiful photo, beautiful poem. Sometimes running away is best idea… unless by “running away” you’re referring to dying? Heck, even then it’s not necessarily a bad idea. But you’re so right, running away alone is such a sad thought. I keep staring at the photo and seeing the glorious possibilities in the sky….. mirrored by (what strikes me as) a rather dark & foreboding reflection in the water. As always, you made such a perfect match of words, images & feelings. It’s sortofa weird night isn’t it.
Nah. Not talking about dying this time. Just a new beginning. Wish I could afford it.
I love how different the sky looks in the reflection…
I wish I could run. One of my happiest thoughts recently has been just disappearing, leaving no trace. Working a shitty job, letting the waves wash over me on the weekend…
But I am stuck.
Ha. I already work a shitty job. Guess I’ve got that going for me. Where are the waves? I kind of need them. That’d be nice.
I don’t know. The last time I felt that way was walking out in the rain.
I loves your poems.
Thanks moonshine