It plays the same music
It draws the same scenery
It speaks the same dialogue
It drums the same beat
It follows the same drill

The difference is, I am no longer her
And thus, different consequences
When once is more than enough
Who bothers to think of the next time?

I know it by heart
I know it by hard
I can walk blindfolded
I can recite though I am deaf

I can blame the circumstances for a first time mistake
But I can only blame myself if the second time hurts

Perhaps I will never feel it
Because perhaps, I am no longer her