I used to run.
Free as the wind.
Carefree.
But something has changed.
I'm not that girl anymore.
She is gone.
All that is left behind is her hollowed self.
You thought you'd found her after so long. And you tried.
You tried to hold you.
You grabbed her hand.
Tight.
So tight you thought she'd never fall.
But she started to slip again.
And all of a sudden she was gone again.
Replaced by the black shadow of pain.
Sadness.
She's gone.