My Others: Da Runnas

I told her how lonely I've been. How weary I am of being seen as so strong and called growth like it was my name. How much I long for my others, the ones that lust for flight as strong as I do, those that put their fingers into their own gun shot wounds and pull out bullets daily. I lost my ace, well let him go, I run, I push him to run, he likes that, but really wants to walk right now. I didn't want to add to his burdens. She called said she been worried about me, that she felt I was missing something, prayed for it. Her answer was that I need my others, and that the good news was I'd already found them, the bad news was they needed to step up. She said she would get that done for me. I damn near cried. Told another how much that meant, and that i had no idea how lonely I really was til she said she'd run with me, and she said, I will too. She begged me to keep in mind they ain't where I am, to expect much work in training them & not to expect miracles, but I do, all the time, probably how I got two same day. Love flows in and out and you will always have it, long as you don't close your fist or hold on too tightly.