Your different from the others. I let you run me down. I let you do so many things that I promised myself i would never let happen again after my last. I hate to admit feelings like this but its nights like these that make me feel so fucking vulnerable that there is no other way out of it. I told you stories of how I was betrayed and misused and you listened close. But now that your the one whos writing the new chapter it disgusts you to hear anything about them anymore. I listened to you tell me stories of heartbreak and good friendships that were long gone. I pleaded for something new and exciting and you always said it was right in front of me but i never wanted to believe it. You were merely a crush and i was just a friend to you. Until i found myself disliking not having you around to listen anymore. I liked when you called and argued aimlessly to make me mad but only to make me laugh five minutes later. You talked in a smooth way and everytime i made a notice about it you would go right back into your shell. I loved the chase and i hated never catching up until i finally did but the funny thing is that I still feel myself running. Your here, yes that is true. But im still running after you and i dont know what im chasing after. Is there some secret award thats gunna be handed out when it all ends? I cant tell but i think its worth it.