Dec 11, 2024
Poem
The way I'm distracted,
How I stare into space.
The way I look lost,
The smile on my face.
He knows.
The way I say "huh?"
When he asks me a question.
It's clear, I no longer
Am paying attention.
He knows.
The way I forget things
I only just did.
I'm scattered, unfocused
Until my phone pings.
He knows.
The way that it happened
Without even thinking.
Falling for you
Was easy as blinking.