Sunset
Letting something of hope go is easier than letting go of something with substance. It's that way for most people but it's not that way for me. I live in the ideal. When I see the ideal I tend to run after it. When I see flaws in actual substance I will abandon it in exchange for the dream. I'm a dream runner.
I run after dreams through broken glass, hot lava or naked with acid rain coming down on all sides. Because brown eyes haunt me and when haunted I tend to keep running after the image until I can't even see what I'm running after anymore. I run until I'm out of breath and bleeding. I have no problem holding onto the ideal because that's my life. I will force situations to see what I am made of and what I as a man can do or can handle.
I'll keep chasing and I'll keep crying. I'll never stop because it's not dead in me. It has to become real for it to become dead.
