RunningA Poem by CourtneyI used to go running. Put on my windshorts and go. Out the door and down the street Wind in my face.
I thought about books, life and opportunities up ahead. The possibilities just around the corner seemed endless.
I thought about friends, what fun I would have that night, and for the rest of my college years. How great life was.
Fall after fall. The blacktop, my drumset to set the beat to the life I loved. Anxious and excited.
My solo race finished, Time no longer stands still, but refreshed and ready once again. My mind free.
Now I don't go running. Terrified to be left alone with desperate thoughts of you, and what might've been. © 2008 CourtneyReviews
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