Photo Credit: Natalie Drummond
I was running so fast.
So far.
It didn't even matter where I was going.
I was just running.
I didn't want to think about it. Think about you. Think about the us that never happened.
So I kept running.
And then I had to stop.
And the pain flooded.
It washed over me.
And somehow cleansed me.
And now, I'm ready to run.
But for different reasons.
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