*sigh*

Am sitting here missing you but am way too proud to let on
you see am trying to prove a point that always is pointless
am strong you know, i can withstand the separation again
fori’ve become accustomed to saying goodbye to riffraff
or have i become the riffraff people say goodbye to now?
Idle thoughts like these run through my mind aggressively
as i miss your scent, your warm hug and your strength
I look at my phone and will it to to send text to you my dear
for you see, am way too stubborn and a little bit of a chicken
i suffer, i hunger, i need, i want and i yearn but am proud
Sleep well my dear and hope that my face plagues your mind