I am a thief

for your attention. Your

amber eyes leads to my mischief.

Those dimples and that impish smile

beckon me despite your cruel words

saying "I am in denial!"

They say admission is the first step

to recovery. I say it's an accusation

whether you know it or not you're into me.

You may give others a chance, but

I know you're just being kind.

But you really don't want that slut.

Your happiness is all I require. I've heard

those phone calls to that girl from

outside your window. You don't know who you desire.