I ran miles before recognizing it
Like a wind in the sails
It’s never ready
Never thinking to care.
A desperate attempt at breathing
Funny, this wasn’t here before
Like a girl you met in a past life
Just when you were at the store.
Of course it hurts
But it lets you know you’re alive
Like the first time you saw her
And looked into her eyes
It must have been a lightning bolt
That tripped the circuits clear
Never running or jumping before
The table is struck with fear
You reach for the answer
Seeking personal justice
Holding your chest dearly
Thinking only, it’s just us…
Copyright © John Paluszek | Year Posted 2013
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