Hit and Run
You know those times when you’re quietly walkin’ on the road, and you get hit by a car or more precisely, by the one who drives the car?
As we happily skip and hop In the streets of life, people bump into us - either by introduction or by accident - and jolt us into an awareness that we never knew before. We ask, answer, and get to know each other. We hit it up and hit it off, and then walk far far away.
Maybe I’m guilty of being reckless too. Because in the constant social highway of men and women, we meet people, make an impact, then leave. While really hoping to find the ones who’ll stay, we hear about the ones that got away. They’re the ones that hit us - then run away, like a criminal on a getaway. And we are never ones to set out a chase.
Are you okay? is all they ask…We get bruises and broken bones, and still they drive away.
