Maybe some women aren’t meant to be tamed. Maybe they need to run free until they find someone just as wild to run with.
I’ve ran, and ran, and ran. Wind has entangled my hair, the concrete has weakened my knees and my breathing is rapid. In the aftermath of my latest bolt for freedom the consequences are notable, but in my sprint I found you.
I found solace, I found peace, I found love.
There is so much beauty in our love, it is so pure, so two-sided, so humble yet great. I find happiness in its simplicity, in the way everything has happened so naturally, in its own pace. You have accepted me with all that I am, you have not judged me for what I do or do not know, you have seen me in sunshine and you’ve loved me by moonlight and there is nothing I love more than your love.
Run with me.