Instinct

Approaching you was not a choice, but an instinct
Before I knew it, I wandered your way
And felt this urge inside me to stay

Befriending you was not a choice, but an instinct
All I wanted was to make you smile,
Even if it was for a short while

Desiring you was not a choice, but an instinct
Your touch lit up something within me
And you were all I wanted to see

Loving you is not a choice, but an instinct
For even if, one day, we separate
You’ll never - ever -  be someone I hate.