There he goes again.
Sending messages
In the middle of the night.

"Can I come over?"

"Sure, just use the back door."

"I've missed you"

And every time he does,
I was always losing myself.
It was pretty late.
Maybe that's why I'm speechless.

His warmth was just what I needed.
His voice when he whispers my name.
And suddenly, I know.

Here we go again.
Giving myself to this person.
I guess I'm just another woman to him.

But he's the only man for me.

My heart aches when he's gone.
Though, my wall has poetic lines from him
It was his way to make sure I don't worry

Waking up and reading those,
Was my kind of cage

-Levianel.