You keep running,
Your lungs protest,
your legs shake
But you keep running
Why?
Because you know,know something you can't tell us.

The other day,
I asked you about your torn shoes,
You slowed your pace to mine
Looked me in the eyes,
Long enough for me to see the gold in the hazel
Then as if nothing happened
You were ahead of me.

So today I decided
I will outrun you,
I ran, Faster than ever
Longer than ever
But still,there you are ahead of me.

Each day I run longer
But you remain at that distance.
Both physically and mentally.
Wait,
I'm ahead of you.
What happened?

I hoped that when I'd outrun you,
You'll tell me what you never did
But you don't,
Don't quicken your pace
Don't call out my name.

I'm ahead of you
But I'm the most sad me.
My shoes are tearing,
My heart is breaking.
And then I see you,
Right next to me.

I realise,
No man can explain things nature can
No man can explain to the fool
For to explain to him is not useful,
For he will argue ,joke and force you
Force you till you realise
The torn shoes,the sweat,the endurance,
Will seem useless and he will look at it
As you will at him.

Some things,
They are not treasures to be passed along.
Not inherited,
Not learnt.
But experienced and understood.
This poem. This lesson. These words.
You will stare at this as I would,
But one day you'll see this the way I do now.

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XOXO
It's me 💫