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The Urge To Run
<p>I love you—<br/></p><p><br/></p><p>but not enough to belong to you.</p><p><br/></p><p>The dream of us</p><p>has always been kinder than the truth;</p><p>the fantasy fills me</p><p>more completely than reality ever could.</p><p><br/></p><p>“I won't leave you,” she said.</p><p><br/></p><p>Then why is it</p><p>that you long to leave me?</p><p><br/></p><p>Because I fear my own hands,</p><p>the things they do when love asks them to stay.</p><p><br/></p><p>Your heart may become shattered glass.</p><p><br/></p><p>But you placed the hammer in my palm long ago.</p><p>What remains now</p><p>that has not already been broken?</p><p><br/></p><p>I need you to undo it,</p><p>the damage,</p><p>the fractures neither of us names.</p><p><br/></p><p>I won't leave,</p><p>because leaving is what I have always done.</p><p><br/></p><p>When you push me away,</p><p>I obey.</p><p>I retreat.</p><p>I become the distance you ask for.</p><p><br/></p><p>But I want to be different this time.</p><p><br/></p><p>I want to learn the slow language of patience.</p><p>I want to stay through the discomfort,</p><p>through the silence,</p><p>through the urge to run.</p><p><br/></p><p>If that is something you still want from me.</p><p><br/></p><p>And if your heart truly asks for my absence,</p><p><br/></p><p>then I will leave</p><p><br/></p><p>not because I stopped loving you,</p><p><br/></p><p>but because loving you</p><p>sometimes means becoming the thing you need me to be.</p><p><br/></p>
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