Friday, May 7, 2010
swoon.
the ADIDAS SUNDOWN MARATHON.
i have nothing else to say.
except my heart is floating in the skies above, somewhere else.
I'll be counting down the days till the final one when i can finally participate.
| imagine. Like gazelles, we will fly over the wide plains, even if they are but the tarry slabs of the concrete roads Like wolves, as we fade and meld into the night let the darkness imbue you feel it's power be one, with it's force and the gentle callings of nature, hidden under it's folds with the night, it brings every ray intensified every sound magnified every sense heightened as the night releases instincts primal. repressed and hidden so |
I apologise, it is a poorly written poem, but i just LOVE the feeling of running after dark. when the parks is near empty and i can actually hear myself.
I'm sorry S____, you asked me, exactly a year back about joining this. I ran away. Stunned like a deer in the headlights. I would run again with you if i could, as friends, if you would still let me. I'm sorry, i've left you there. i was terrified. too much. too dangerous. i would love to have you back as a friend. Not in that way though.
Who were we fooling anyway? Let's throw away our pretenses.
I loved your attention, you loved owning me.
I loved our status, you loved my glib praises.
Only there to satify our hollow hearts.
still, thank you. for showing me the world. and for everything else.