winless run

i surrendered and lost to a race i havent even competed.
just been an avid viewer, habitual of wishful thinking.
stepping in the track is just one of those fanatisms - willful yet blocked, inspired yet unmotivated.
i think i just fell by mistakes in those tempting webs of love that i still remain behind the track
I LOVE YOU BUT I DONT.

what preludes love?

is it really love when you are in the track? could it exist behind the track or more visible when crossing towards the trackline?

if the mere crossing is love, then i dont

if being behind the track is acceptably love, what makes it acceptable?
is mere wishful thinking love? they say it is. but i am strongly unconvinced.
effort preludes love
then...i really dont

if racing in the track is indeed love, will mere random inconsistent runs still love?
will continuous-yet-winless runs worth keeping the faith on the track?
will continuous-yet-inapplausible runs worth too?
if those runs are not enough to create love,
then i definitely dont