Stick Around

I can smell the fear

Coming off me in waves

All because I saw a face

That called back to someone else

Will it always hurt this much?

Send me running for the hills

Just because I might encounter

A memory I’d best forget

My heart pounds hard with every breath

Trying to escape my chest

To feel the elevation

And not have to endure

The inevitable rememberance

Of what I thought was a part of me

Yet ripped itself away

Calm and focused I try to be

It probably wasn’t even her

But the potential

Weighs heavy on my mind

And I won’t stick around

To find it out