This Effect Poem by Shay Mitchell

last night i was driving around,
when i remembered how i felt when he was always within reach.
my fear is that i won't be able to get over his voice and how it sounds,
yet my heart always seems to take me back to that silent breach.
he stole my heart,
including my trust.
how could he steal the only remaining part,
of wat i thought wasn't included in the lust?
his eyes repeatedly read my desires,
and his smile reveals his understanding.
he told me to ignore all the liars,
and never to leave one hater standing