we run because we want to be chased.

it has been a tumultuous week filled with the happiest and most bitter moments. seems to me that this has been what i've been waiting for, knowingly or unknowingly. you're probably going to happen to me sooner or later and you are now here with me. it is nice to just hold your sweaty hands and walk around like there's nothing in this world that matters except you and me.

difficult as it is to face the music, i have and i'm proud of myself. dealing with misunderstandings. dealing with pain. dealing with hurt. dealing with people who don't know what the heck it is they are doing making me sit and cry in bed at 5am in the morning. but these people are dealing with misunderstandings, pain and hurt as well. sometimes when you begin to think this way, it isn't that hard anymore just letting things go. i prefer to face the music with you than to not see not know not hear anything.

and then you're always there for me with arms open wide. you're always ready to smile your happy smile at me and make me smile at you in return. always there to hold the gate for me, to pat me back to sleep when i wake u coughing, to walk me back from class and just be with me any time of the day and night. it is amazing how i will be spending almost five 24 hours with you if we didn't have classes. day and night. and never get enough.

there are aches inside that cannot help but surface at odd regularity but you know it is all worth the while when i look forward to the time we can finally rest our hearts and minds and as we lie in bed together just talking and falling asleep together, i understand why i'm willing to go through all the shit. and every morning i wake up to your smile and your scent, you're so beautiful.

together.