I run...
I accelerate...
My cell accelerate with me...
My pain accelerate with me...
Like an engine, my fuel explode in me with my every heart
beat...
No matter how fast I run... she always seems to be tat
distance away from me...
In the end, my fuel tank goes low... I am emotionally and
physically exhausted... Facing back reality, I m just a 3.3km car
---> Never Meant to be her's
Fortunately, for every destruction comes creation. I get to
enjoy a few moments of tranquility.