Where do we go from here?

Tell me, where do we run when our hearts follow us everywhere? You know the courage it takes to stay true to who we've become, don't you? How hard it is to keep breaking our own hearts? To speak our unruly truths? To walk away, relentlessly, without ever leaving? It is impossible not to feel the agonizing pull of this. And yet you and I can't do a God damn thing about it except, maybe, bow to each other on kneecaps that have become way too tender... Tell me, where do we run if our hearts follow us everywhere? Where do we go when there is nowhere to turn? I need silence to reign and something to tell me this will not swallow me whole. Enough hard. This is a harrowing song on repeat.I want to dance with fire. Be that or leave.