Rush for love

We sprint toward love like it’s a finish line,

hearts pounding, lungs burning,

chasing something we barely understand.

We mistake urgency for passion,

craving fireworks that burn too fast,

forgetting that love is not a race—

it’s a slow dance, a quiet unfolding,

a story written in whispers, not shouts.

But still, we run.

Afraid of missing it,

afraid of being alone,

afraid that if we slow down, love might never catch us.

Yet love isn’t waiting at the end of the road.

It’s in the steps we take,

the hands we hold,

the moments we savor instead of rush.

So maybe, just maybe,

we don’t need to run at all.

Let love find us and be ready for it, falling in love because of loneliness and trying to escape from facing our inner self. Only result into broken souls and bodies strewn along the way. Hit and run relationships makes us moving with souls attached to us that we cannot let go.

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