Airplanes

I ran towards you-
Blindly, recklessly, without doubts
Unhindered by the snow or the sound
Of airplanes flying low overhead
That rattled the windows in their frames.

I ran into you-
Wrapped up in an honest love and the hope
That I had finally found my evermore
That I could put my insecurities to rest
And find this youthful euphoria I’d long since dispelled.

I ran home to you-
Late at night when I was tired and sore
To find my escape, wrapped in your embrace
And clean white sheets that keep us tangled
In a perfect knot I wouldn’t dare undo.

I ran to you, with arms open wide,
And you ran away.