Running On

run said Glurk. Run till your feet hurt and a dragging of blisters wrenches from beneath your skin. Run footprints in stoneuntil your breath is hard to find, having buried itself deep inside your soul, trying to save itself. Run until they catch up to you then smile and say, I knew you would. I knew I could not forever and never was too far away. I’m happy, overjoyed in fact, and quite tickled if you don’t mind, to have you here, because it was far too much work when you were not, when I was alone, when I was trying to be the best, knowing being best is as fleeting as beauty and eventually there is some other better best, prettier best, smarter best, braver best. In the meantime though, I’m sorry, but it’s time to run

Running On

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