I can picture you running away, not from me. You run to give me a chance to chase. Occasionally, you'll look back, making sure I keep running after you. Since you don't really open yourself, running is your way to make people get to know you. Yet, you never decide how far you'll run. The length is not up to you, it's up to them. You let them decide how far they want to chase you, but I will run after you as far as I can. I'd like to chase you anywhere you run, because I know you're like an endless path.