You Think I’m Not Jealous
You think I’m not jealous but sometimes it just hits me so hard I want to throw up.
Hot tears streak my face.
My breaths come in choked gulps as I try to control myself.
I tell myself to get a grip.
I tell myself to get over it.
But you have your arms around another girl and I just can’t look away.
We all have our pasts.
But I can’t bear to look at yours.
It makes me so jealous.
