The Three Of Us

I am running away from a past that is growing uglier and stronger by the day, to a future that is running away from me.

My future knows that I expect him to be a little better for every misfortune of my past. He knows that I view my past as the price I pay for a triumphant future. He knows my expectations are higher than my colossal monster of a past. He is as afraid of me as I am of my past, because the closer me and my past get to him the smaller he becomes.

He knows if I reached him and realized his wretchedness, there would be nothing for me to chase, and nothing to give me the motivation to continue running.

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