Dying to be near you

I stop myself from missing you.
I stop myself from thinking of you.
I stop myself longing for you.
Even if inside, I am dying to be near you.

I stop myself from messaging you.
I stop myself from calling you.
I stop myself from checking on you.
Even if inside, I am dying to be near you.

I stop myself from worrying about you.
I stop myself from caring for you.
I stop myself from complementing you.
Even if inside, I am dying to be near you.

This stupid heart of mine keeps on wanting you.
But I force myself not to.
How long I’m gonna keep this feeling?
How long I’m gonna endure this pain?