Jealous... me? No way. Its not like I lie awake at night; Each and every night, Head in hands, tearful eyes, Knowing you would rather be with her. Its not like I wait (day after day), By the phone, hoping you'll call, To tell me that my friendship Is more important to you, than hers. It’s not like my heart dies, Over and over again, Every time you talk about her; Each time you mention her name. Its not like I'm jealous at all, Not even that your friendship Of a few months; with her, Is more important to you Than all the time you loved me. Do I sound jealous to you?
Reason for writing:
I WAS, AND STILL AM IN LOVE, UNFORTUNATELY, WE RECENTLY BROKE UP, AND ARE NOW TRYING TO BE THE BEST OF FRIENDS, BUT ANOTHER FRIEND OF HIS SEEMS TO BE TAKING HIM AWAY FROM ME!
Birth sign: Pisces
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