Circadian Rhythm

animals locked in darkness for days

still wake up at sunrise

their bodies know morning

even when they cannot see it

I’m still living in your patterns

on the weekends we used to go on walks

now I just stay home

I reach for my phone to tell you something funny

only to remember you’re with him

you passed me in the hall the other day

“are you sleeping better” you asked

but you didn’t wait to hear my reply

day is breaking

though I don’t see it

I’ll still be living in your patterns

when you come running back