we run because we want to be chased.

and another day passes by and you're nearer and farther and nearer and farther. it's days like this that make me feel so unsettled. can't do a thing right. can't make things right. and i can't even string those words together. how can i even begin to lose this feeling. i can't shake it out of me. i don't want to.

it's so difficult to walk away but it's even harder to stay. i can never understand how i beat myself up again and again by choosing the most difficult route in this world. to stay and miss you when you're just beside me.