“I trained for years, labored in pain
just for a token of your love.
Because at the time, and still now,
I understood that to truly love
is to rage through a marathon-
sometimes alone, often times
unsure if an endpoint even exists.
But in this race, I have every
intention of finishing.
I could never quit you.
I will run for you until my limbs
are no more, until they disintegrate
with the passing wind on my back.
I will run with blistered feet
and bloody sores. Legs incapacitated,
I will crawl just to be by your side.
I made a pledge from the start,
a commitment to us, to give
everything knowing through it all
I protected the gift of your heart.
You placed all of your bets on me,
I’ll be damned before I let you down.”
- froconoclast
just for a token of your love.
Because at the time, and still now,
I understood that to truly love
is to rage through a marathon-
sometimes alone, often times
unsure if an endpoint even exists.
But in this race, I have every
intention of finishing.
I could never quit you.
I will run for you until my limbs
are no more, until they disintegrate
with the passing wind on my back.
I will run with blistered feet
and bloody sores. Legs incapacitated,
I will crawl just to be by your side.
I made a pledge from the start,
a commitment to us, to give
everything knowing through it all
I protected the gift of your heart.
You placed all of your bets on me,
I’ll be damned before I let you down.”
- froconoclast
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