I can't turn it off <br />It's always there staring me in the face <br />Yet it's always just out of reach <br /> <br />Why is it that the thing we want is the thing we can't get <br />Why must I chase it, optimistically running towards it <br />While it in turn is running away. <br /> <br />We do it because of the uninhibited madness <br />The freedom and ecstasy that comes with giving yourself <br />The shared experience, connection, fear and elation <br />Being friends, more or less, friends all the same<br /><br />Christopher Ridgeway<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/untitled-1-19/
