It's midnight and I'm here again.
Stuck in a hotel room with soaked bed sheets while sex lingers in the air.
I'm with him-again. My head on his chest as we both lay breathless from sex.
"I miss you" he said slowly kissing me on my head.
Those word hurt me- more than the bites let left on my skin from the night before. I tried not to let myself fall again for his devilish tricks but I smile cause I want to say the same.
"You know I love you" was his next murder weapon as I can't help it to cry.
Why? Why I'm in love with you? Your dysfunctionally a mystery and for some reason your in love with me.
So here we're again another night with you confessing about your sins and me repenting for them next week. Two broken hearted fools miserably in love but too blinded to see.
