I reside in a foreign land,
An unfamiliar place
Where I left all familiarity behind.
I keep running,
But my past moves faster
Than I ever could.
No matter how far I go,
Across every sea,
Through every nation,
It follows.
Faithful and unforgiving,
Like a shadow
Even on its brightest day.
I don’t want
the hair tie on my wrist
it’s just a reminder
of how easy I was to keep.
I don’t want the flowers.
They died
doing exactly what I did:
staying too long.
We didn’t break,
we thinned out
into quieter sentences.
You can walk as far as the map will go.
You can swim all oceans, seas, and lakes.
You can drive every winding road,
Bike each cracked and uneven sidewalk.
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