Race

I think I'm a few paces ahead of you. I'm sorry. But, I don't know how to slow down. The most I can do is stand in one spot and pray you'll catch up to me.

I want to turn back the clock, just one year. Things were much more simple between you and I. I would tell myself not to sprint right out of the starting gates. I would tell myself to jog right alongside you, even if I knew I could win the race.

Though I still have miles in me, I'm going to stand here in this spot and wait. Please, don't quit the race. You'll catch up to me and we can jog right alongside each other.

I'm sorry.

I love you.