Born To Run.

We are opposites.

I have roots.
You float on the breeze.

I can’t follow where you go and I can’t leave my life behind.
You can’t settle down and won’t calm down.

You are the ocean.
I am the cliffs you erode.

I can’t go on your adventures.
I have to grow up.

We are opposites.

Yet we reach for each other.

Don’t the waves hug the land and the trees stretch toward the sky?

But the waves can never stay with the cliffs and the tree can not follow the breeze.