Sticky

Sticking around gets harder to do

when the man in glue is not stuck to you.

Falling in love but its all in reverse

what felt like a connection now feels like a curse.

I close my eyes and want to feel safe

All to open them quickly in truthful scarce the thoughts of you might then be erased

I know you think of me as if you won the race,

by time I feel stuck to you, I'm not the prize that put you in first place.