Once a runner...?

Dear Boaz,
So here's a bit of a confession. There's a small part of me that hopes you never find me. Mostly because I'm terrified to bare my soul completely to someone else. If there's something I dislike more, it's the feeling of vulnerability. You know emergency exits? I'm usually one of those people (okay, I'm probably the only person) who upon walking in a room, scans the place for them first, just in case.  Somehow I'm always ready with a pair of running shoes on my feet to escape. If there's one thing I know it's that you'll have your work cut out for you. You'll have to be incredibly special to get through my walls and with my guard down. But then again, if I know that your intent is to pursue me regardless of what obstacles are thrown your way, I don't think I'll have a problem letting them down.

Always,
Ruth