Dear Ben

Out here

All your friends are making statements

Like the concrete in the pavement

Held my feet and kept me up

The distance

Was never something you would run from

Always ready for the next one

The constant pushing me on

Fight this

The constant feeling I could miss it

And take the moment that escaped us

And close the door and lock it up

Faced us

I thought the day would never make us

Just barely got a taste and

I had to face the setting sun