A Response

Wait.
Are we back on track?
Because I’ve gotten used to running on it alone…
I mean truth is you surprised me when you disappeared--
You just picked up the speed and left me behind.
But since then I’ve learned to run the race on my own,
And now, I mean, you reappear out of nowhere
Saying you’re interested in keeping the pace with me
But what happens if I have to stop and tie my shoelace?
It sounds funny, but I’m dead serious.
What happens if I get shin splints, side cramps, or heat stroke?
What happens if I get dehydrated and have to stop and get more water?
I guess what I’m sayin’ is I’ll share the track with you
And maybe sometimes we’ll happen to stride in step,
But I don’t know about planning on running it together--
I can’t make that promise after what went down before…
No hard feelings, but I’d rather just put my headphones on
And keep the pace with the beat of those songs