Run.

After you walked in the door I started to wonder why you ever came here. I think you knew from the beginning that there would never be anything or anyone here for you, and somehow I developed a dependency on you before I could realize that you don't need me. You don't actually need me; not me, or anything about me. Whatever really does hold you here? I don't think I will know. You sat there unaware of thoughts that were infesting me....I told myself to go slowly but all I did was run.