There are those
who walk,
the lucky ones run,
and then there’s us—
the unfortunate few,
who stumble
at the first hurdle,
always left behind
in this wretched race—
others call love.
“There are some things about myself I can’t explain to anyone. There are some things I don’t understand at all. I can’t tell what I think about things or what I’m after... But if I start thinking about these things in too much detail the whole thing gets scary."