To run From Someone..

Am I running from me,
Or, someone I don't want to see?
When, I was far, I wanted to be near.
But, coming near, I discovered a fear,
a fear, which takes me away,
as there's no way,
to be near, near, near.
Is there any fear,
puts me in sheer
insecurity, and anger?
I know the cause,
as because
once love is hurt,
it gets apart,
from its part,
tearing its heart!
So, coming near,
I'm, staying far.

poem by Nilakshi Das
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