Is it the fear of commitment?

Or the fact that I don’t trust?

Or is that I have no feeling towards

Anything anymore?

I’ve never paused before

During this run,

Because it didn’t matter enough.

But I have this time,

Not paused but came to a

Complete stop

At the brink of falling

Off.

But yet I have started again,

To leave

And get away from the now,

From the possibility of a future.

When all you asked was the truth of me,

The real thing

And not just the interior or exterior,

The real heart of me.

So I’ve stopped again,

But I can’t promise for long,

Because now you know my secret.

I run when I’m involved.