Random Thought # 11

...This force pulls me towards you. You push me away. There is a gravitational pull that wont let me go. So you shut down and close off all forms of communication. I pull my hair and bite my nails in fear that I wont be let back in. I have to be near you whether you want me to or not. If you run one way and I run the other at some point we will cross paths again and it will start all over.....