"i have to go" you said, when you hung up the phone
"i've been so busy. it's such a crazy time of year.
we'll have to put off walking in fields.
it's been a long night.
and a long life.
and i don't really have the time to talk."


now go and hide.
i'll come and find you,
four years down the line.
finish your applications,
and maybe i'll apply myself some time.


and then you won't run away from me.


but your letter of acceptance is your manor of escape,
and you've been waiting to hear them say that,
"everyone here is impressed!"
"we're sure you'll be a huge success!"
but i've said that all along.
and you need a change of scenery,
somewhere that'd far away from me.
and as much as it hurts, i understand.


"i have to go," you said
when you drove yourself home.
"cause times have changed.
there's no time for stupid games."