Lingering

There's someone here who reminds me of you.

blonde curls falling into his face

and his demeanor seems a mirror to yours

confidently put out of place

He, as well, seems to carry a passion

thrilled by the art of the show

he walks with his shoulders back,

binder in hand

quite sure of where he must go.

There's someone here who reminds me of you

and the way you looked to me

I was almost afraid he would look back and scream

because I'm not who he wants me to be.