as i make my proper exit out of the door, i looked back into the mirror hung at the doorway. my face was pale and sad. i put on my running shoes, sunk my teeth in the face towel i took from the kitchen drawer and said my goodbye to mum. i did my stretching at the staircase landing while sms-ing my dear one that im off for a run. "i need a run," i told him. and off i go.

my heart started to pump in adrenaline i long forgotten. my blood rushes through my body, the feeling of exploding any minute i could tell. but my feet still keep chasing each other. my head keep telling itself to continue, dont ever stop. i start to feel an ache on one side of my ribs. im breathing harder and shorter. a hot tingling sensation at the back of my neck, shifts itself towards my face and to the rest of my body. the cool breeze didnt do any good for me.

as my stop drew near, my feet completely stop. "this will do. let's end here," my head chanted. so i walked. and walked. and make another round. my calf starts to burn, my chest instantly cries for help. but i continued walking. bits of perspiration trickled down my neck and face, i let the wind engulf me. i so longed for this pain, agony and excitement.

in respect, i give.
in love, i protect.