There was a man once who stole my innocence and broke my heart for the first time.  I wanted his love more than life itself.  I wanted just for him to hold me and tell me that I wasn’t alone.  That this feeling of passion was more than just an aftermath of sex.  He couldn’t. He never did.  And when he was ready to, I couldn’t hear the words.  I couldn’t accept their meaning.  I ran and I’ve been running ever since.

Since then… I’ve had a hard time believing that I was worth love


2 thoughts on “Running.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s