say it raw

Me in my crowded life
misses you, in the simplest way.

Never been the kind to long after you,
pining for your presence.
Always been the kind who is content and stable knowing you are there; somewhere.

Never been the type who hangs off your every word,
recreating them to suit what I think you should have said.
Always been the type who believes what you say has been said, and that is enough.

Never been the type who loves the hype and excitement of it all.
Always been, and will be, the type who misses you for the simple things.

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