You were standing there
with that look on your face that you gave me
all the time. The one where you pouted
and looked at me as though everything
had just fallen apart. I turned my back
and left, because I had decided
that I didn't want anymore
of your constant return and leave.

My body does not secrete oxygen,
my eyes do not shine brilliantly,
my voice does not soothe the soul,
so why do you keep running back to me?
maybe she was hiding because she wanted to be found.