Baby you have no name. But I know you’re the kettle to my flame. Sitting ring side when I fight. Cheering me on when I’m at my wits end. Serving as my confidant and best friend. You show me what it means to love someone. Even if I can’t comprehend love for myself. I trust you when my chips are down because you don’t care. I could own a debt to the world for living another day and you would still be there. Saying, them people ain’t right. But your beauty makes cruel moments fair. Because I know that deep down I have someone that wants me near. And you make my smile stretch a little wider. You make my burdens I carry feel a little lighter. And I will always love you for being the truth in a place full of liars. You are akin to the flickering light in my camp fire.
Love always, Esha ❤
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