• "I run for my life, I run from my dreams..."


    __ He let out a heavy sigh as he tilted his head back and watched his hot breath cloud the chilled night air, making a ghost in the light of the full moon. He could feel the throbbing of his leg muscles from all the running he had done so far. Why did he always run? He closed his eyes for a moment, thinking. He would always run from the people and things he loved... but there was never any clear reason for it. It was as if something kept pulling him away. No. It was as if something was pulling him closer. But towards what? He took a deep breath and stood, dusting off the back of his worn jeans before running once more. He could feel the pained stretch of his muscles as his feet pounded on the soft, trampled grass. His lungs expanded with every deep breath of bracing night air, and he could feel that same air almost burning cold on his face and exposed forearms. Why did he run? He looked ahead of him and took a sudden sharp intake of breath as he beheld something that made his heart skip in his chest.

    __ A man. A tall, beautiful man silhouetted against the moon as it rose in the sky. This man suddenly turned and looked at him, making him slow his pace as his heart started to beat faster than his footfalls ever had. "Who are you?" He asked in a quiet voice, but he was sure the man heard him. The man only smiled and held out a single hand to beckon him closer. He advanced on the man slowly, then gingerly reached out to accept the hand and was pulled into a deep, passionate kiss like he had never known before. When the man pulled away, he looked at him as one would look at a long lost lover.
    "I have been waiting for you... Darin, my love."

    "All so I can get away from you and find me..."