Why do I run?

It was my fourth marathon but running London is the race I’d always wanted to do. I had trained through a long cold winter and was feeling confident that I could run a fast time. But when the day…

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hurt

It feels like someone decided to rip my heart straight from my chest.

he was right there

oblivious from all the crowds of students

I was there

it felt like a wave of sadness rushed over me

it felt like my stomach was gonna burst from nerves

you were smiling

talking on the phone maybe

either way

it hurt

my eyes began to water

my eyes began to feel so heavy… I just wanted to fall

fall away and wish I had never known you

I wish that it all was just a dream and i never met you

i wish so much to forget your face.

I hate you

I hate you

I

hate

you

for making me feel so sad…. as if I already don’t have enough of that already.

it hurts too much

it hurts and I can’t show it

I’m sitting here alone dreaming that I was happy again

dreaming to not have seen you today

I wasn’t planning on it…. you usually don’t wonder this way.

but I did

you looked so happy

are you?

did you want to end it from the start?

was I just another girl to you?

was I just another girl you could score with?

I sincerely hope not

You made it feel so real.

real enough to know it was going to end

you looked good today

you looked like you moved on

you looked

happy

maybe i can be as well

but

sadly

not

with

you.

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