If you look close enough
Everyone becomes a stranger
And in airport terminals
The pretty faces are the most foreign
We chase them like street lights
They’re the only things that make us stop like traffic
We watch the faces leave
And take the last bit of excitement with them
Somedays, I pretend to be one of those pretty faces
Strut talent like outward appearances
My beauty is deceiving
Your attraction
Obstacle illusion
You wont feel this way in the morning
We will just be strange faces held to memory
The next time I see you
I’ll ask you why you look so familiar
You’ll think it’s a pickup line
But really
I just forgot
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