You again.

I don't know how you do that thing to me. The thing you always do. The one that keeps making me fall for you, over and over again, at different timings, at different situations, situations that we shouldn't even be talking. But you just keep doing that, doing that thing you're best at, playing with me, fooling with my feelings, cause you know I would always be there waiting for you, always giving you what you need, the freedom you didn't have with her, and you know I could give you anything if you just ask, or just stay, with me. You know how easy was to make me fall in love with you again and again, you know me like a book and I can't figure that out. Other people look at me and label me as a wild girl, as one with no emotions, one that couldn't care less. Yet you? With you, I'm a different person. I listen to what happened to your day, I replied with sincere concerns, and I am always 24/7 ready as long as I see a call/text from you. This is me. This is me when I'm with you. You make me turn into the best girlfriend material girl. The girlfriend material no one have ever seen in me. The girl that is so obedient to the guy she loves. And often times I ask myself why is that so, why is it like this when it comes to you, then I realize there is no explanation for that. Cause, you're way too magical and I love you.