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.