You know who you are.
The boy that breaks my heart constantly.
My first love,
the one I will never escape from.
Something about you,
made me fall.
Two years have passed,
and I don't think I am getting up at all.
and broken knees continue to sting,
as I lay flat on the earth.
Just wishing that my legs,
were strong enough to support me.
Wishing my mind could be sane enough.
For if it was,
I would run,
until you were just a faded outline in front of the overbearing sun.