Tit for tat

I recall the many moments I begged for you
The sleepless nights I spent penning down my deep sincere affections
Unheeded of course, they lie in your room drowning in dust
Like the many letters of love that accompanied the beautiful pieces;
Beautiful as your friends called them
Don’t care to be a beholder I guess?
Now many moons past
The sun illuminated your beautiful face as you approach
Casting a shadow in front of you
Seemingly stopping the world around you
Still stunning as ever, beauty I cannot willingly deny
You speak, I go blank
You still make me speechless, as always
But today my feet make a swift turn and carry me away
Fair enough?