Running seems like the only thing to do now. Life seems pointless. Death seems like heaven and heaven seems like hell.
I run from my fears. I run from my hope. I run from my past and I run from my future.
Some ask why. Some don't ask. Some just accept and some disagree.
I want to remember everything and nothing at all at the same time.
I need love and I need hate.
I want one and need the other.
I know I have to make a decision. I know I cannot choose.
The truth is the lie.
Wanting and needing are not the same.
Loving and hating are not the same.
Knowing and thinking are not the same.
Neither of them are the same, yet they are exactly alike.
Both are pole opposites.
Both differ in strength and in height.
But both love and both are loved.
Both enchanted hearts and both broke hearts.
They both did it to the same.
The solution was clear, run.
Needing to run away and wanting to run away became the same thing.
You need a spark to start the fire, sometimes that's why it burns out.
You need ice to chill out, sometimes that's why it freezes over.
You need love; sometimes that's why it prevails, other times it's why it fails.
She needed one but had both, now she has none.
But that's why fire needs ice.
Love needs hate.
Running needs stopping.
Not having her hurt.
The pain goes away but always stays.
They needed her and she left.
She needed them and they let her go.
Remy died, Logan cried.
Storm ran away.
