we run because we want to be chased.

every first waking moment is spent being confused. not really sure of where i really am. who i really am. what i am really doing. and every night is spent being unsure. uncertain that i'll ever wake up feeling sane again.

it has been so long and you sit at the same spot in my heart and you might be feeling the same pain i am feeling when i think about how far away you are right now. but it is inevitable. and i sometimes question myself why and what made us the way we are today. so many things i wish i could say but it serves no purpose anymore but to hurt you further so maybe someday you will listen to me without feeling it i don't know. how can you if i can't.

there're so many things running through my mind all the time but there's no point in telling anyone anymore.

i don't want to know anything associated with pain.