Take me away from here would you? Away from everything I know and everything I am.
Take me to where the the ground is red and the air drys the land.
Maybe if we sit there long enough we will learn how to adjust. Maybe we will learn that perfection is just that a word.
We may gain and aversion to speaking all together.
We will focus more on listening instead of being heard, and maybe that will be better.
Let us be there for the other to forget the pain that sits in our chests over the things we loved over the people we left.
People we want to forget but can't seem to let go of yet. Yes, we are runners but boy did we love them, we loved them, we love them.
Your eyes sparkle like mine over things that promise.
So why do we run from the people who want us?

-H.E.P