All you ever do is talk about her.
She is brought up everyday.
Every sentence.
Every day.
Now you are hanging out with her.
All the time it seems.
Anytime you aren't with me,
You are with her.
Me jealous? Of course I am.
I'm not afraid to admit it.
I'm afraid of what might happen.
I'm afraid if you do something
with her
There would be no you and me.
What is it?
Do you "like" her now?
Jesus. Just stop talking about her to me.
It's really not cool.
Fukc you.
I was surprised you didn't tell her
That you were just talking to a
"friend" on the phone.
I was surprised you said
"I love you".
I didn't think you could.
I know I've blown this way out of
Proportion, but I don't care.
I have the right for not being
Able to trust other females
Around you. Sorry for
Caring about you.
I'll try to stop.

miles of fire

Previously:
here - 02.01.06
boo. - 11.03.05
leaving. - 07.16.05
lovely - 05.07.05
Perfection - 03.12.05