I am a ex-friend that will be ever ready to catch you tightly when you are ready to fall. Ever ready to grab you when you are ready to get hit. Ever ready to be there when you need me. Though you have got your new life and begin with it, I have yet to start. What is stopping me from taking that step is you, my dear friend. I miss you. Do you? I know you know I still care for you. The way you look at me, I know. I mean, we have never do things that you are doing with them right now . Every run is because of you. I run to chase after you. I guess it's too late for me, I have a low esteem and never able to be as good as you. I don't hate the people who you are with, I admire them they could be with you. Because of you, my life has changed. To a better one. But now, a suffering one. I feel so light when I 'chase' after you. I feel like I am the wind. I feel freedom. I feel the wind blowing through my face like a never ending.
I don't feel tired when I think of you. Your face, our memories just appear in flash like screens. I feel like a superhero, the wind. You made another fear for me. Loneliness and unhappiness.