My Lyfestyle Through Lyrics
Actions speak louder than words. It’s really quite puzzling.
There are days I wonder if you really even think of me.
Do you go about your day so busily and yet so nonchalantly?
Some way… Imma make you miss me.
I miss what we had that would happen so effortlessly.
Communication of all sorts are what I cherished and still do, even if they don’t occur as frequently.
I’m missing and loving you dearly.
Somehow… Imma make you miss me.
I won’t bring it up, nor will I talk about it to even my friends and family.
You know me all to well and if you feel know me like I know you do, you’ll ask me.
That hasn’t happened just yet because I know how busy your days have become; this chaos is temporary.
You’ll see… Imma make you miss me.
Waiting upon things that used to be so routinely.
But understandably I am here when you need me to be.
Quietly going about my life as I have before I met you; waiting for you to come around patiently.
Be ready… Imma make you miss me.
I refuse to throw a fit. I refuse to make a big deal of it; honestly…
I’ll do what I always do. I’ll write it out and share it with everyone poetically.
Of course you’ll come across it when you’re thinking of me; eventually.
Even still…Imma make you miss me.
Many say that one shouldn’t take for granted a love thats so pure and true that is also given so freely.
But even great advice falls on deaf ears and those people realize it when it’s too late; regrettably.
I await the moment when you come to your senses, when you’ve looked at your phone realizing I’ve suppressed my feelings.
Now you notice. You scroll up to check when we last spoke. Replying back to me feverishly.
I look down at my screen, confused as to what to do next. Do I reply immediately?
Like always, my heart melts. I don’t reply with anger or sadness but romantically.
I wasn’t actually expecting this…
But… I’ve made you miss me.