The feeling of running and fleeing cause it is just to much.

I knew I would see you around again. I would be at a wedding or having lots of fun and you would just show up and I would struggle to walk out. I could be sitting in my car just reminiscing about the good times and you would come peeking around, I would pretend that I didn't notice you although you are blatantly there. 

I just needed some time, so I could get on with my life and you could go to hell. 
Thought I would be fine, but maybe not I knew you would find a way to get back to me. 

I am running and running hard looking for a place to hide and escape your emotional abusive behavior. I have my walls of support and you are not getting back in!

I know you to well and I know myself to well.