we run because we want to be chased.

i could try putting down in words, what it is my heart is telling me. but there's no word that befits you. there's nothing i can say, or rather there is just too much for me to say. i could trying painting a picture cos they say a picture paints a thousand words. but the canvas is too big. and i am no painter. and all i end up trying to do, is coming a full circle and starting another, without really doing anything.