step by step
we match each other’s stride
there will be no chasing here
i’ve done all my running
and my legs are tired
i collapsed into your arms
your bed
your heart
and you let me
you held me
when i fell apart
there’s never been a “will they won’t they?”
it’s always been a “yes”
no mirrors or smoke
or jumping through hoops
just
my safety net
in the storms of all my heartbreaks
in my cloudy sky
you’re blue
it’s not what i was running from
but you
i was running to.
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