Chasing you was never work.
Was always what I was meant to do.

I've chased you for 6,330 days, through calm seas, storms, seems like tidal waves.
I'm so close now to being with you. A million more days is all I pray, as long as the chase is on.

I'm meant to be with you, like a storm chaser chasing tornadoes. I just wanted to be in your path. Yes, there might be debris, rain, and the lights might go out, but I love when you make the lights go out. I love feeling my way through the dark looking for you. Feeling around just to see if you are close, reaching for something to hold on to. Looking for your spark, so I can run to. Feeling, feeling, feeling for your skin, so I may touch as the blind touches braille, and read every last word. For all the days come and gone, I'll search blind, as long as the chase is on.

I want to get lost on the curves of your body, foot on gas, neverminding the cliffs, or the people I pass...On the way to be your man, I'll drive straight to oblivion...Through my broken bones you will always be home, as long is the chase is on.

I want to be the ship that sinks in your storm so that you know someone is listening beneath the ocean of your emotions... You will never be alone as long as the chase is on.

Fire from the volcano in your eyes, burns the world away. Until all your pain lights my way, to find the Goddess of my everyday searching for the fragments of who she use be....I'll keep going as long as I have breath, til the day comes when you can rest. But until that day when all of you that was taken has come and gone, the chase must go on....

© Jamielee76