Another Terminal

I'm good at hellos, I'm better at leaving,
I keep all my stories short.
I chase the feeling of a brand-new face,
A different skyline, different time and place.
The rush comes easy when you don't look back.
I'm always moving, never off the track.
I need the thrill of starting over clean, another city,
Someone in between.
I tell myself this freedom's what I need,
But maybe I'm just scared of what it means.