Ever since you left, all I did was runaway..
Runaway from you.
Runaway from "us".
Runaway from everything that reminded me of you.
But they just keep coming.
Out of nowhere, I remember all the little things we used to do.
I remember every special moment we shared.
Even those times when we just sit around and do nothing.
My phone's still filled with messages from you.
My archive lingers on our conversations.
My whole being longs for you.
'Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet
And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street
So I'm not moving
I'm not moving..
But I'm running away.
I'm running away from the thought of completely losing you.
I'm running away from everything else except the thought of you.
But I'm running away..
Away from love.
Away from you.
YOU ARE READING
Notes from the heart
PoetryThese are the words left unsaid. Mostly inspired by one person.
