everybody runs

my walk soon turns to a run as i glance behind me. i quickly sprint away from my past as i try desperately to avoid my future. my pathetic goals and failed attempts at love follow my ever changing pace, waiting for me to trip on an untied shoelace or a sidewalk crack that someone forgot to fill. i should, in the end, let them catch up, but i avoid the unavoidable for as long as possible until one day i fall and just forget to get back up. so hurry. bury them in your dust. who knows, you might meet some really cool people who are running from the same things you are. because everybody runs.