Runaway Poem by chris schwartz

This must be exhausting for you
Trying to keep love alive in so many different spectrums.
I see why you struggle,
Within yourself.
You are me.
The path you are weaving
Is a path I have since crossed,
A quilt held together,
By a Cross stich in the road.
Wish I could have been
That finished blanket
That kept you warm
And settled, underneath
The storm,
You've always
Thought you could escape.
But hell, no….
You had to run away.
The sound of your heart beating
Knowing that you are always leaving
It's got me feeling
Like I'm just a run away.
Like I'm just a run away.