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Run to you.

I've been climbing the mountain for so long, when will I get to see the sunrise?

When will I get to meet you again?

When will I get to tell you the story of how I pushed away so many people just for you?

When will I get to see the pools of honey in your eyes again?

When will I get to caress your skin until you fall asleep on my lap?

When will I get to intertwine our fingers so we could feel the warmth of each other?

But somewhere along the road, I've lost you.

(and I'm not ready to accept that.)

- naurin abubaker