Boston Marathon
I ran a mile
This morning for you
Then I ran 25.2 more
Why
I’m not sure
I ran to Boston
From the outskirts
Of somewhere
I was unfamiliar
With
I ran with my
Heart
I ran with my
Soul
It was a race
A journey
A rebirth
An experience
Pain
Hurt
Lost
Dazed and
Confused
I felt
Give up
Not yet
Not an option
Not in my
Vocabulary
Stubborn
Yes
Crazy
Only for you
I ran
The road less
Traveled
Run by many
Finished
And survived
By few
I ran with you
Even though
I was alone
A run
Turned into
A yog
Turned into
A stagger
Turned into
A struggle
A struggle
To finish
To survive
Not collapse
Under the weight
Of everything
Crossing the line
I slumped over
And started to fall
As you caught me
In your arms
In your
Heart
And in your soul
I still don’t
Know why
I ran the 25.2
Miles
But I know why
I ran the one
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