Running from the fear of not knowing where to go
From the question I don't ask and the answers I don't know
I'm running through myself and everybody else
And I'm running, running to you

-I'm Running, Mistress Barbara feat. Sam Roberts

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Ultimately, there is litte that is actually attainable in life. We circle each other in a universe of endless possibilities. We fight and we cry and we pray that something might maybe go our way, when in reality, most of our wishes and hopes and dreams go unheard, unchanged.

We run from a fate that has been sealed. We run from the past and from the future. And never do we stop to take a look at the future. Not once do we real think about how greatful we should really be.

There are certain things we can control-- how you act, how others percieve us and how we percieve them. Yet, when find things that could easily be both in and out of our control, we do nothing but let those things control us. We sit back and let life just... happen.

We watch chances pass, wishing so desperately that we could seize those opportunities and run with them. And still, for some idiotic reason, we are running from them.

When we see two people, and know - feel- that they should be together, we hope that maybe they won't keep doing figure eights around each other. That maybe, just maybe, they might have more guts than we do.

Maybe they fight and cry and pray more often than we do; and maybe they deserve for it to happen. Who really knows?

Maybe she had a bad childhood. Maybe he did. Maybe they both did.

Maybe he never really had a bestfriend before her. He might have been the quarterback, and he might have hit a handful of homeruns. Maybe he stuck up for his kid brother. He could have fought in a war--maybe he was good at it. Maybe he pretended (or pretends, even) to be a real tough guy, and maybe everyone believe him.

Maybe she'd only ever had one real friend before him. Maybe she'd known fromt he start that she would need to fight for everything she wanted. She may have achieved greatness all on her own, but maybe she was lonely. She might have frames full accomadations, and certificates of achievement. But maybe she's just as scared as all of us.

Maybe they're both scared that although they are both so close, the other might be one of those things that you circle forever-- one of the things that takes your sense of control and throws it out the window. Maybe it's just one of those things in life that is never really attainable.