I'm not the jealous type, but I miss you

Things have been a little strange,

Everyone's up in hype:

saying this and saying that.

They don't seem to see

I'm not the jealous type

…I won't miss you.

Everyone's a little strange,

Moving so fast, blurry and

Doing this and doing that.

They can't understand

…I won't miss you.

I'm a little confused,

Things are so different, so quickly

They don't see tears. I refused.

I'm not the jealous type

…I won't miss you.

You were a little strange,

Doing this and also that.

Your haunting and kind face.

"I'm not the jealous type but,

…I'll miss you"

I'm the strange one,

Kicking cans in the street,

Going on day by day.

I don't understand.

I'm not the jealous type.

…But I miss you.