Instinct

Instinct...instinct...instinct...
have I uttered it
enough to forget
its meaning yet?

No I could never 
beat my instinct
to cry the same tears
at your disappearance.
The grace with which
I handle my misery
adds insult to injury.

There is nothing
more powerful
than your presence
to make me forget
my instinct
to fall for you
over and over.

Please don't
turn around
the next time we part,
please don't
bring me roses
we can't be friends.

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