Face Me

Face Me

It’s hard to get away from eyes

That stare back at you…

Stop! Walking.

Turn around and face me


You always run

Throw pebbles and hide your hand

No need to insult my intelligence

For the sake of games

That you play alone


Cruelty is your nature

Malicious actions built your home

But I could overlook your indiscretions

If you turned around to face me


Love always, Esha ❤

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