Running

I ran for so long that I'm really unsure of what I'm running away from
I was merely being a coward, sweeping issues underneath the carpet
I was afraid of rejection thus I chose to be blind

I ran til I'm tired and outta breath now
I really thought of facing the problem, our problem
But I realise I do not really know how to handle it

I wonder how did we ever come to this stage?
What had made us shut ourselves away from each other?
What had turned us into cold strangers now?

Perhaps our journey with each other is coming to an end
Perhaps our love had ceased
Or perhaps we just did not want to face each other anymore