#10

I was always running from something. It didn't matter how small or big the reason was, I'd always be running. I had been escaping this life ever since, that there are times when I do not know anymore what I was running from. The world around me just moved too fast, and whenever I tried to keep up, I'd end up going against all. Everything was a mess until one day.

He held my hand and the world stopped, turned into slow motion, and revolved faster than ever—all at the same time—if that even makes sense. It made me dizzy and nauseous, but then it calmed me down. He just held my hand.

It was rather confusing. It was new to me, but I wouldn't trade this feeling for anything, not when things suddenly fell into place.

Because of one touch, I found a reason to stop running and stay.