The day I first saw you,
Your eyes had this captivating magic in them,
Not everyone, not all could read,
The insecurities hidden behind your demeanor,
Not even that girl who sat next to you,
On our only ride back home,

These rides on a rickshaw,
Were our secret place to unite,
To bore into each other's eyes, like lovers do,
But we were not lovers,
We were strangers,
But despite the distance, I could always manage to tell you did not like people staring at you,
Or your face,

Hidden behind that face,
Was a sweet little man,
Who was kind to everyone, even the rickshawala,
Your kindness goes unnoticed,
But not your face,
You were just a sweet man,
Who was scared, nervous and insecure
Like others, a normal person,
People fail to notice.

© CapriciouslyCheeky20

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