Missing You...

I'm frontin
Like I don't miss your face
That 'get on over here' smile
Or that
'Damn! I missed you' embrace
I'm lyin
When I tell the girls
it's cool
They know better
It's showing on my face
I'm tryna play them for some fools
I don't know
How much longer I can do this
This not seeing you
I know that we've been through this
I understand
That you're busy and Sh*!
But I remember the days
when you made time for a B*!@%
I miss those late night phone calls
The wake up ones too
I miss them things that made me carve your back up like I do
I'm sittin here all alone
Not answering my goddamn phone
Unless it's you on the other line
This lonliness is taking my mind
I keep looking to see if I've missed your call
I haven't missed as thing at all
Except your kiss
your touch
your hug
That scar on the left side of your mug
I keep wanting this to end
This Sh*! is true
I need you right 'bout now
Can't you tell?
I'm missing you

JackithaRippa © 2006