Fck it, I Miss You
I don't have the right
To feel this way
But I'm like a writer,
With a mental block
Everything I need is laid
Right in front of me
But I can't seem to start a thing
The desire, the fire,
it's all in there inside me
But I can't let them out
And they slowly burn me to the core
How can a once strength
turn to something that destroys you?
I long for you so bad
But I can't tell anyone
So for a second time,
I'm keeping it all in inside,
in my head
I miss your orange shorts,
how it sometimes mismatch your shirt
Your leather slip-ons,
Oh, I'd recognize you easily with just that
Even if they may say
It does not conform to the norm,
Who cares, when they suit you best?
What I'm trying to say is,
I miss you like how the sun
misses the stars
How can you miss someone you never had?
