You steal my glances,
fills my mind and,
owns my heart.
Distracted by your absence,
missing your presence.
Distracted by your presence,
for I cannot stop stealing glances.
Absence or presence,
you, my source of distraction.
Leaving me inept to focus.
YOU ARE READING
They Have A Title, Or They Don't.
PoetryTo Whoever Reading, My Midnight writings. Insta @themidnightvoidness
