I do look up to you
I seek the approval in your eyes
Wanting
Wishing
Hoping
To be worthy
Worthy of your attention
For even mere seconds
With your gaze on my broken form
Is a drug I'm addicted to.
YOU ARE READING
Barely breathing
PoesíaJust words that can't pass my lips but will go through my head until they fall onto paper. Every single one of these are my original pieces.
