Do you remember
the night we ran away?
The moon softly lit the
right side of your face
as we sat in our hiding place
talking
talking
talking
about our favorite bands
about the future
and not at all.
You made me feel so free
as if I could run
to the ends
of the earth.
And if my parents
hadn’t gone looking for us
maybe we would still be
running
running
running
under the stars
wind hitting our faces
your laugh echoing
through the black atmosphere
your hard leading me further.
