Running away, by Hoobastank
Logan touched her face. "I love you." He kissed her, and laid her gently upon the ground. She kissed him passionately. Her hands pulling his face towards hers. Then she woke up. The cold ground made her shiver. A deep sigh escaped her lips. Time to get up. Another day to hide. Like a cockroach scurrying away from the light. She never imagined she would have to go to this extreme ever since she had settled down with her job at Jam Pony, her friends, her Logan. Hehe, her Logan. What the heck is she thinking. This food problem is finally getting to her head. She was so used to eating more than once a day. So used to having something she could grasp and hold on to, and call a life. Well, better get up now, or she'll never get up. She wrapped her coat tighter around her. It would have been smart if she had gotten herself a safehouse to hold up in. But.....other things plagued her mind at the time.
It's been weeks. He sat and stared out the window. Thinking about what she had said. The words she spoke. He didn't understand, and it tore him up inside. Maybe he didn't show her enough how much he needed her.
I don't want you to give it all up
And leave your own life collecting dust
And I don't want you to feel sorry for me
You never gave us a chance to be
And I don't need you to be by my side
To tell me that everything's all right
I just wanted you to tell me the truth
You know I'd do that for you
Why are you running away?
Why are you running away?
Cause I did enough to show you that I
Was willing to give and sacrifice
And I was the one who was lifting you up
When you thought your life had had enough
And when I get close, you turn away
There's nothing that I can do or say
So now I need you to tell me the truth
You know I'd do that for you
So why are you running away?
Why are you running away?
Is it me, is it you
Nothing that I can do
To make you change your mind
Is it me, is it you
Nothing that I can do
Is it a waste of time?
Is it me, is it you
Nothing that I can do
To make you change your mind
So why are you running away?
Why are you running away?
...What is it I've got to say...
So why are you running away?
...To make you admit you're afraid...
Why are you running away?
She had always fought for her freedom, now she is running. I know it's hard, it may be a bad idea to stay here, but I would always go where she needed me. I would be there too. I have got to find her, but I have no where to look. So what do I do now?
What do I do now? Where am I supposed to go? That is a question I should have answered before leaving. Something I would normally have done. But all I thought about was Logan. His fine self. Why did I fall in love. I wasn't engineered that way. I was supposed to be an unfeeling warrior, the best that science can offer. Now look at me. Do I follow my heart or my brain, or my training? Shit, forget training. I'm not in Manticore, I'm not a soldier anymore. A soldier wouldn't run. Well, there's only one thing I can do.
"You really need to install an security system."
"Max?" Logan looked up at her in alarm. "Is it you?"
"No, it's Santa Claus." She grinned.
"I thought you left."
"I did."
"Why did you come back?"
"For you. I followed my heart, and it lead me here. I don't want to run anymore." Logan ran up to her. "You might want to stop. I haven't had a shower in weeks." He stopped.
"Why don't I help you."
El fin. This is the end of my little short story. Hope it's embraced by all.
Logan touched her face. "I love you." He kissed her, and laid her gently upon the ground. She kissed him passionately. Her hands pulling his face towards hers. Then she woke up. The cold ground made her shiver. A deep sigh escaped her lips. Time to get up. Another day to hide. Like a cockroach scurrying away from the light. She never imagined she would have to go to this extreme ever since she had settled down with her job at Jam Pony, her friends, her Logan. Hehe, her Logan. What the heck is she thinking. This food problem is finally getting to her head. She was so used to eating more than once a day. So used to having something she could grasp and hold on to, and call a life. Well, better get up now, or she'll never get up. She wrapped her coat tighter around her. It would have been smart if she had gotten herself a safehouse to hold up in. But.....other things plagued her mind at the time.
It's been weeks. He sat and stared out the window. Thinking about what she had said. The words she spoke. He didn't understand, and it tore him up inside. Maybe he didn't show her enough how much he needed her.
I don't want you to give it all up
And leave your own life collecting dust
And I don't want you to feel sorry for me
You never gave us a chance to be
And I don't need you to be by my side
To tell me that everything's all right
I just wanted you to tell me the truth
You know I'd do that for you
Why are you running away?
Why are you running away?
Cause I did enough to show you that I
Was willing to give and sacrifice
And I was the one who was lifting you up
When you thought your life had had enough
And when I get close, you turn away
There's nothing that I can do or say
So now I need you to tell me the truth
You know I'd do that for you
So why are you running away?
Why are you running away?
Is it me, is it you
Nothing that I can do
To make you change your mind
Is it me, is it you
Nothing that I can do
Is it a waste of time?
Is it me, is it you
Nothing that I can do
To make you change your mind
So why are you running away?
Why are you running away?
...What is it I've got to say...
So why are you running away?
...To make you admit you're afraid...
Why are you running away?
She had always fought for her freedom, now she is running. I know it's hard, it may be a bad idea to stay here, but I would always go where she needed me. I would be there too. I have got to find her, but I have no where to look. So what do I do now?
What do I do now? Where am I supposed to go? That is a question I should have answered before leaving. Something I would normally have done. But all I thought about was Logan. His fine self. Why did I fall in love. I wasn't engineered that way. I was supposed to be an unfeeling warrior, the best that science can offer. Now look at me. Do I follow my heart or my brain, or my training? Shit, forget training. I'm not in Manticore, I'm not a soldier anymore. A soldier wouldn't run. Well, there's only one thing I can do.
"You really need to install an security system."
"Max?" Logan looked up at her in alarm. "Is it you?"
"No, it's Santa Claus." She grinned.
"I thought you left."
"I did."
"Why did you come back?"
"For you. I followed my heart, and it lead me here. I don't want to run anymore." Logan ran up to her. "You might want to stop. I haven't had a shower in weeks." He stopped.
"Why don't I help you."
El fin. This is the end of my little short story. Hope it's embraced by all.