Jealousy's a B*tch

Sometimes I wake up and pretend that I wake up to her.

I wish for it to be true, but it isn't. 

I lost. He won

She loved me back.

I felt like the ruler of the world.

Then I found out that he got to her first. 

Sometimes however, I think that I see her look at me in a way that tells me she still cares. 

I can not tell you how many times I have gotten lost in her beautiful green and brown eyes.

Her smell.

Oh my god her smell is the best in the world.

I want her long, beautiful hair to be mine,

Her beautiful smile only for me.

No.

Not now.

He has her. I want to love me like she loves him.

I want to hold her hips, 

I want to be with her, 

making excuses to see her every day

I think she knows...

Maybe she even... 

Likes me too.

No, impossible.

HE has her.

My jealousy is growing and gnawing at my heart, making me want to snap.

Every time I see her and him together, my heart cracks a little more.

I pretend to be friends with him. Be OKAY with him sitting so close to her.

No.

I don't want to see him hurt her when he leaves her.

If they do leave each other, I'll just say

'don't worry, I'm here. I won't hurt you. Ever.'

I want to be with her so badly, it almost hurts.

I cherish every moment I have alone with her, almost like it's my last moment with her.

If the girl who I love ever crosses this, 

No. I won't ruin anything for you.

Yes. I love you.

No. I won't stop being friends with you.

Yes. I will never hurt you.